Whenever I go to an art
museum I always feel inspired, my soul is filled with a sense of
belonging and happines but there are parts of my brain left empty and
unsatisfied. Why is it that art exhibitions are so incomplete
and so uninformative? I know that art is supposed to make you
feel something. But that's only the perceiving aspect of it. There
are so many SO MANY aspects of art. The process of creating it, the
progress, the stages, the emotional torture of the artist, the
techniques. I want to see a display of artwork along with the
creators' comentatory. Why is the piece the way it is, how was such
effect achieved, which techiques were used and how, what was the
inspiration and is the piece the original thought or is it a crop of
a blooming thought? Was the piece just a series of fortunate
mistakes? As an ”artist” I am aware that there is a lot of
emotional investement and thought put into every painting, poem,
melody. Art isn't the destionation, it's also the process of its
becoming. I can't stress this enough. Some of my favourites
exhibitions where ones filled with quotations, sketches, interviews,
video clips of the artists. It makes the experience ten times more
enjoyable and art more accesible for a wider audience. You can get –
as an recipient – a better understanding of what you're looking at.
Yes coming up with interpretations is fun and important but it's such
a shame when you don't understand the title and have no acces to its
source, its point, the proper understanding of the work. I wish art
was more informative. I wish museums provided more. I wish art didn't
stop at the frame and the recepients' eyes. I wish it lived in
writing. I wish it had stories and memories written about it. I wish
it brought up more conversation. I wish for there to be a museum
which helps artists better themselves not just comfort or inspire
them. I wish that after seeing a great display of modern art I knew
in what way was the wax shaped and how was the string attached to the
canvas. I wish I knew so that I could figure new ways of my own. I
wish I could grow from what's already there. But
I guess art is constantly being shaped to be a lone path filled with
questions and emotional ache based on the disparity between the idea
and the material form of it.
But
on the other hand I love how museums don't lie. There is no retouch.
Just a canvas in a frame hang on a typically white wall. It's not
digital nor improved in any way. You can get up close and personal
with each piece. Discover it in every angle, from every perspective.
See its imperfections, parts uncovered in paint, overapplied glue and
uneven lines. You can see everything and find comfort in the fact
that even the greatest paintings have some shortcomings. Museums
teach you that it's okay to get lost. It's okay to try and fail. It's
okay to profane a canvas for the sake of redefining art.
Art
is not solely the destination nor the canvas, it is the creation
process too.
