Recently I installed two tall wooden sculptures outside a gallery against a backdrop of endless rows of grape vines. They were there for the duration of an exhibition - a matter of six weeks. They didn’t survive. Oriented east-west to emulate the ancient stone...
ou are the artist, the creator, and it is your own ego that is being satisfied. It is rewarding if others understand your aim but it is never your duty to explain it…
Can we say that contemporary art has stopped moving forward and is essentially moribund and reeking of turpitude? Perhaps. As a society we have found a way of having all styles, ideas and histories running simultaneously. There is no past and no present.
s there actually a common denominator for general acceptance or don’t you even bother asking on the basis that if the public sees something often enough they’ll get used to it?
We live in the era of personal and societal disfunction where ethical and moral strictures, religious mores, discussion of mortality and time have all been consigned to the garbage can. All we have to go on is hindsight and the belief that anything worthwhile has already happened. Peter Allen may well have been right in suggesting that we will go on recycling the past forever.
Cultural worth can always be measured by monetary worth or if that fails to impress, an algorithm.