As so often happens, I pulled over while driving back from a mall to take a photograph of a telecommunications company building from, I believe, the 1970s and which is reminiscent of an old 1960s portable radio set. Anyway, I still have not done anything with either of the images I took of that, but instead I have of this new housing block I noticed on the other side of the road.
The white face silhouettes are from another picture of Ania, and are perfect reflections - it is the building which distorts the image.
We all live in sets of virtual realities, where we distinguish between a skirt and a kilt even though there is no real distinction, they are both bits of cloth wrapped around us. What happens if a man wears a 'skirt' in public, though, and what if he wears a 'kilt'?
The purpose of art is to break through these virtual realities to show that other existences also exist. This is not to infer that art is for the domain of pleasure or work, art works in both and elsewhere, everywhere we exist.
Going to see art in galleries is not about learning about those artists, rather they are places we know that we will be exposed to art and then, by practice in recognition, we should be able to recognise art anywhere, in any field, including technology or picking rags from the side of the road.
Pensive Trevor
11 years ago
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