I wanted to get a few words out about this work, primarily to raise a point. I’ve already posted it on a couple social media platforms, so it may not be unfamiliar. The story behind it is, I had taken a family member to the doctor, then over to have labs done, and was sitting in the waiting room. I noticed the pattern of the chairs in front of me, found them interesting, whipped out the smart phone, opened the Camera+ 2 app, took the shot, then edited it by cropping and adding a series of filters, and shazam! Instant photo art. My family member came out, all being well, and off we went. I posted the work later to Facebook and Twitter just to show off. Maybe 15 minutes of my time.
It’s received over 10 times the response on Twitter as even my best works have gotten lately.
Could be any number of explainable reasons. I had posted it as a photo, whereas usually I’m posting a link to this blog. A link means the viewer has to make an extra, overt click and (gasp) read something. That in and of itself probably explains it. Could also be that the hashtags I used simply brought more people in. Possible, but I’ve used every one of those hashtags before. Or could have just been the time of day.
The point I wanted to raise is, who gets to define what is art? Does it boil down to popularity? If that were the case all art would be flowers and sunsets. Certainly, history is full of great art that wasn’t recognized as such for years. Does the intensity of the effort count? Artists sometimes work on the same piece for years. I myself have pulled out previous works from my portfolio as I’ve learned new things or had new ideas and changed them. Unless an artist loses control over a work it’s arguably never finished.
I think of some of my favorite works that I’ve sweated over for hours and hours, exhibited and won ribbons for; this one took less than fifteen minutes and wasn’t even one I initially thought would go into the portfolio. Mind you, I’m not unhappy about the response it’s received, just surprised. I guess it illustrates that sometimes that initial artistic impulse is the best one; better than sitting around endlessly futzing.
Basic as the snap of a shutter.
All my life I have had to learn to do things differently. To see the world differently.