In 2001 I spent a weekend in Denmark with 3 friends. We spent Sunday morning in the sunshine visiting the Louisiana modern art museum 40 kms north of Copenhagen. The setting was beautiful, right on the coast with views over the water to Sweden. One of my friends said “this place is beautiful, its a pity most of the art is so crap.”
I understood her point. We had walked through room after room of “art” that my 6 year old daughter could have produced. There were a few pieces that were inspirational, but on the whole, the collection was childish scribbles.
The four of us ended up taking 2 different positions. 2 of my friends were of the opinion that art had to be “difficult to produce”. One should see the piece and marvel at the talent and the hard work of the artist. Works of Turner, Michelangelo, Caravagglio, Van Gogh are art. Childish scribbles are not. Advertising is not.
Myself and the third friend had a different view. “Art makes you reflect”. Anything can be art, but it must make you stop and think.
Coomaraswamy says that “art is the making of things well”. This is independent of category. The factory worker is capable of art, the technology consultant can create art, the woodworker can create art, the painter can create art. It is the intent to make things well that makes them art.
James Joyce divided art into two categories: “Proper art” and “Improper art”. In A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Joyce says that “proper art” is static: it holds the observer in a moment of awe and wonder. Improper art is kinetic: it induces an urge into the observer, either of desire for the object (a sexy body) or what the object represents (status, power), or of fear of the object (Satan) or what it represents (going to hell, losing my health, losing my money).
Proper and Improper Art
All advertising is improper art – it is specifically designed to induce an urge that will lead to the purchase of a product.
An object that I want to have because it is beautiful, because it is rare, because it is highly valued by society – is improper art.
An object that makes me feel ashamed because I do not have the talent of the original creator – is improper art.
An object that depicts a beautiful family and I want to have a family like that – is improper art.
This week my friend John described how, as a child, he would take a battery-powered torch and point it into the night sky. He would switch it on, then off. He would stop in awe and wonder as he contemplated the idea that the light he sent out would travel out into space, for ever and ever. In this moment of contemplation, he would open up to awe of the universe and wonder at its vastness.
When I first listened to Pachelbel’s canon (here is a wonderful orchestral version conducted by Sir Neville Mariner on spotify) it has the effect on me that the torch had on John. I remember putting my father’s massive headphones on when I was 9 years old and hearing this tune for the first time. I was entranced by its utter perfection. I could imagine no improvement or no change that could possibly make it more powerful. It just held me still (yes, it held a 9 year-old still for 6 minutes) with a sense of gratitude that I had found it.
What is your Proper art?
What stops you in a moment of awe and wonder? What object, what experience, what person gives you this opening up of perception?
I hate the feeling of being overwhelmed. It tends to hit me about 2 or 3 in the morning. I wake and can’t fall back to sleep. I go through the motions of little bits of meditation, of focusing on breathing… but all for nothing. I am not going back to sleep. My inner battle is not going to give me peace. I get increasingly frustrated with myself in a vicious self-reinforcing spiral of emotional turmoil. Where is all the efforts I have put into finding myself, accepting myself here now at 3 in the morning when I really need it? What is the point of practicing techniques of mental discipline, of searching for peace of mind if these tools fail me when I really need them?
At this point, I get up, go downstairs and get to work on something.
Do you ever feel overwhelmed with all the work that remains to be done? Overwhelmed because too many things have become urgent all at once?
Overwhelm comes from over-thinking.
If I am in the moment, 100% focussed on the task in hand, I have no time to over-think – and I feel no overwhelm. When I am churning and multi-tasking, then my wheels begin to spin out of control and I over-think. I spend more time switching between tasks than I do focussing my attention at completing a task.
But sometimes the simple fact is that there is too much on my plate. I am not just feeling overwhelmed, I have also allowed too many responsibilities to fill my time. I need to say “No” to some of these tasks.