the corkboard

the corkboardIt seems as though my flickr account has accidentally become my photo blog: a pictorial account of where I am, with my camera, taking pictures. That could be anywhere, since I feel like all expression should be recognized as performance art: the camera or the charcoal set shouldn't be directed at art school, or an art community, but it should be available as a means of bringing people together. We have the money and culture and free time available to us to enjoy the wealth and surpluses of our culture, and what do we do with it? watch television.
Instead, we should stop holding our own creations up agains those of the "masters" and actually use art to comminicate, or to start communicating. I used to think the vagaries of art lay between the artists intent and the viewer's interpretation or conception of the intent. That conceptual space is one in which artists often function, secretly saying other things, crossing fingers behind their backs in full view of the viewer. The casual art participator instead embraces that which is personal and revealing and shares in order create a new dialogical field, eschewing idolatry, and gaining access to the rhythmic value of creativity.