Friday, February 26, 2010

Decision Portal [New separate blog]

Decision Portal
I have decided to create a separate blog for some of the posts that fit into the category of symbols, esoteric, culture, DNA and such related ideas. As trying to juggle some of the different subject matter here with thought provoking/mind-staining posts into the same page as photo updates or random subjects turned to be quite distracting and an awful fit/combination. At first I thought it would work, to squeeze together such polar opposites. It did not!

So now there will be two separate sites as to be easier on both myself and readers. There'll be a link on the side of this site put up soon.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Stickers Are Dangerous (A short view of art terrors)

"Good samaritans rip down stickers from signs and from walls. Why wouldn't they, stickers are dangerous. Ideas and creative non-logos can be spread. The ability to spread visualizations without commission or paid advertising space presents itself as a difficult problem. How can it be fair when companies pay fare and price to infest the public with product and commerce advertising? "

In an interesting observation I have noticed that on the inside of a phone box there were once many stickers. Some for local bands and others with the hooligan intention of merely spreading artwork. Also there were logo stickers. Nike being one of them. Anyhow, over time I went back to the location to realize that all were ripped and torn away but the Nike sticker. Strange, I thought, that the general reaction would be to rip away everything unknown yet the brand logo in which the entire world is already accustomed to, having embedded in their mind since birth. The same results were seen many times where another brand name design was left be. Ahh, the power of a symbol or brand name. Ask what a 'brand' means... And look at maybe why people go out of their way to tear down something that may offend or offer while a recognized symbol will remain 'knighted' in their respects.

Out of all the works in the world through our history the most famous pieces we recognize as important have been commissioned by the kings or enabled publicity through media operations. (Which in all certainty is also 'enabled by the kings, or 'ministry'.) The same can be said about gallery exhibits as well. Methods of 'illegal creativity' were thought to have formed in inner cities through the Bronx as forms of message through 'territory,' ideas, and artistic expression. A wandering mind can relate this format of communication back to cave paintings, if you will. Sumeria or Egypt and on and on. It is the same focus and will yet only in a different setting. The practice carried out through history and almost re-emerged in a boom by the time the inner city and concrete playground areas blew up. Not like a cancer, but moreso a plague.
The freeness of such expression of ideas and culture started to become a humongous problem because there were no commissions needed to freely operate this artform. It was unstoppable and unfiltered. Whatever was intended to be seen was shown off and things did not have to bend to meet the King's wishes or medias strict guidelines of 'what art is.'

These are but a few thoughts cut short on this Vandalistic form that some call art and others call a nuisance. If it is indeed a nuisance, It is only the thorn in the side of a concrete machine.
There are entire towns rife with grey boxes covering over terrorist-related vandalism. I would call it art, but once again, how can it be artwork when the fares are not paid and the imagery is not pre-approved by the district of art and ministry of creativity. Thoughts are sold to you and filtered by idea-worryworts. Fear fear fear, no playful ideas and interest rates.

In closing this ramble of words, I'd like to say that an alarming number of ancient artifacts were crumbled and smashed, and denied to the public. Maybe they contained missing keys, but for some reason I see a similarity between ideas covered with grey paint and ancient tablets being destroyed.

A painter or poet is much more dangerous than a thousand men with guns. "Ideas are bulletproof" is a well-used saying and bleeds so for a reason.