I haven't read the whole thread, but i do plan on going back to read it... I just don't want to lose this thought:
I have a Dali print in my living room that I can sit and stare at for hours. I've probably spent a total of ten hours looking at it; completely sober, stoned, drunk, tripping on mushrooms...
Maybe I get it, maybe I don't. I have lots of hypotheses about it, but in this case, I don't think you're really meant to "get it", but to have the illusion that there is a puzzle to solve.
I also have an original painting (which I stare at almost as frequently as the Dali print) done by an eight-year-old autistic kid who has no language skills. It's simple: not too many colors, the scene is sort of blocky. It's so obvious what it is, though: the perspective of an eight-year-old sitting in high grass, and seeing grown-up legs walking through it.
In this case, I definitely "get it". The beauty of this piece is that it accurately conveys, in the most simplistic ways possible, how this kid sees the world. Even though he doesn't speak or even seem to understand what you're communicating all the time, he communicates in a way that's rare.
In the hallway, my roommate has a couple of Warhol-wannabe prints she got from Urban Outfitters, which are fun and sometimes amusing to look at. Nothing to "get".
I dunno... that's the way I see it. Much like a lot of things in the world, art is a HUGE spectrum, no matter what medium you're trying to "get", whether fine art, music, writing, what have you.
I have a Dali print in my living room that I can sit and stare at for hours. I've probably spent a total of ten hours looking at it; completely sober, stoned, drunk, tripping on mushrooms...
Maybe I get it, maybe I don't. I have lots of hypotheses about it, but in this case, I don't think you're really meant to "get it", but to have the illusion that there is a puzzle to solve.
I also have an original painting (which I stare at almost as frequently as the Dali print) done by an eight-year-old autistic kid who has no language skills. It's simple: not too many colors, the scene is sort of blocky. It's so obvious what it is, though: the perspective of an eight-year-old sitting in high grass, and seeing grown-up legs walking through it.
In this case, I definitely "get it". The beauty of this piece is that it accurately conveys, in the most simplistic ways possible, how this kid sees the world. Even though he doesn't speak or even seem to understand what you're communicating all the time, he communicates in a way that's rare.
In the hallway, my roommate has a couple of Warhol-wannabe prints she got from Urban Outfitters, which are fun and sometimes amusing to look at. Nothing to "get".
I dunno... that's the way I see it. Much like a lot of things in the world, art is a HUGE spectrum, no matter what medium you're trying to "get", whether fine art, music, writing, what have you.
