Tuesday, March 24, 2009
deciding on important art
touch as a way of knowing
Important Art and Phenomenological Translation
Perhaps good art (perhaps not important art) all shares a quality of leaving a phenomenological impression that transcends translation. If you could fairly explain the piece without the piece, why would you need the piece in the first place? Some art can do this - either in its ambiguity (no one translation can capture the entire phenomenological experience of viewing/interacting with the piece) or in complexity (there's just no way of putting it into words - perhaps the piece is not static and no description remains adequate permanently). In any case, there's a connection between what makes art Art and what makes art untranslateable.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Can you feel it?
As Magister P asks: what areas of knowledge do you find touch to be a primary way of knowing? And why is it a preferred way of knowing for you in that area?
Morpheus and Magister P think alike. What is real? We can touch what we "see", and the sensations tell our brain that it is real. Touch presents itself as the strongest sensory method for identifying if something is real. Therefore I believe touch to be a very strong indicator if something exists. Physical, concrete molecules pushing back against your fingers is a pretty strong resource telling you that it is real. Other senses can be obscured and altered by optical illusions and sensory confusion, but if you are holding on to what you believe is real, then who is it to tell you that it isn't?
The 100 Acres exhibit will be a fantastic experience for anyone. But what will make it THAT much better is the non-repressed urge to go over to the art pieces and touch them! Who wouldn't love to climb, slide, sit on, jump off of the sculptures and such that are to be in the park? Instead of staring into a canvas with colored oil paste blobs and being quiet and serious...we can feel the surfaces beneath us and enjoy it (and why not sit there and relax too and take in the world around you in nature with the noises that permeate the 100 Acres exhibit as well)!
REAL LIFE!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
But! I think that it is unfair to totally disregard the relevance and importance of pictures and video as a way of conveying an experience. In fact, there are some things that REQUIRE pictures and video to actually convey a certain experience. I immediately think of the television show "Planet Earth" on the Animal Planet. There are scenes of the earth that range from tiny microscopic images to far-reaching clips of the entire planet. If you have not seen this video, take a minute (or three): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5eJkjMLIRM. In case you don't have the time, it is a slow motion video of a shark attack. I can say with almost complete confidence that I will never have the opportunity to see this experience first hand in my entire life. I do realize that the experience was unique for the photographers who shoot the film and could be classified as an "phenomenological experience" that cannot be fully captured. But what can be said about microscopic images that no one can actually "experience" or take in? For me, the media arts often fills this void, allowing me to see an experience that I will never be fortunate enough to see in person.
Cuz he's hot then he's cold..!
Sports is an Art...Right??
Translation of the Phenomological Response: You Have to be There
There is undoubtedly an ambiance to a place that cannot be captured with pictures. There are so many subtleties to a location that cannot be captured unless one is there—smell, temperature, and texture, among others. But in terms of the park, or an exhibit, I think the element that pictures can’t capture is simply reality. In a park, or any beautiful location, you can turn 360 degrees and see different views creating the whole picture; you really are under the sky, there is a stretch of grass to every side, and if you wanted you could walk a little ways and get new views from the park. However, if you are looking at a picture (even a film), you are limited to what that picture shows; it simply isn’t real, and if you look a few degrees left or right, you view the wall next the screen the picture is on, or something equally successful in reminding you that you are indeed viewing an image of something real and beautiful but not the thing itself.
The same could be said for a story. You are hearing a description of an event, but not the event itself. There are even more subtleties that cannot be accounted for in a story—you can’t physically see it, you can’t hear it (you may be missing out on a lot of tone, if the story involves people speaking), you can’t grasp what went really went on at all. You are forced to rely upon a very flawed description: it is a recount of what happened, it is from an individual’s perspective, it is limited by that individual’s capability of expression.
The even itself, and places themselves, simply cannot be translated; they must be witnessed.
Sound of Silence Response: Silence v Noise v Pleasant Sounds
First I think it’s interesting to focus a little bit on the idea of “noise” as a term. I don’t think of noise necessarily as the opposite of silence. Noise seems inherently negative in terms of hearing, just as sharp seems a negative touch, or bitterness a negative taste. I consequently think of something inherently positive like “pleasant sounds” to be opposite noise. “Silence,” on the other hand, is not only an absence of noise, but also an absence of pleasant sounds. Silence can be both positive—relaxing, peaceful—and negative—foreboding, uncomfortable.
Now to apply these terms to the given questions. I find there to be an absurd amount of noise in my life, everywhere. In the morning, the sounds of people getting ready for work and school; at school, kids yelling in the hallways, constant lecturing (which is not always noise, but often is), intercom announcements, constant chatter, too much else to name; in the city, sirens, more chatter, construction, traffic; at home, sounds in the kitchen, more chatter (let’s be honest, arguments), and too many televisions. I must admit to contributing at least somewhat to virtually all of the listed noise. Noise is part of nearly every second in every location.
Ideally, one would seek out an absence of noise and a presence of pleasing sounds—it makes sense to want to trade a desirable sensation for an undesirable one. However, this idea has two problems: one, it is difficult to find a location that both lacks noise and has pleasing sounds. (For example, I sit by this creek sometimes in Marrott Park because I like the sound of rushing water, but I’m always frustrated by the fact that I can still hear the traffic a few hundred yards to my right.) Two, even pleasant sounds can turn into noise. (For example, I have been listening to the same group of birds yelling for the past half hour, and while it was pleasant at first, I have half a mind now to run at them with my hockey stick.) The consequence of being unable to find an ideal location with pleasant sounds but no noise is the desire for silence.
As silence does in fact have the capacity to be peaceful, it is often better to have silence and no noise than to have pleasant sounds and noise. Silence thus becomes essential to escape the constant unpleasantness of noise. (As I type this, I now hear sirens in addition to the cawing birds and televisions and chatter, and would like nothing more than to shut it all out.) It becomes essential to have quiet places anywhere they can be available, to escape noise. At the same time, it would not be desirable to have quiet everywhere, for that would bring in the elements of discomfort and foreboding (lacking continually the noise we have grown so accustomed to), and thus make noise sometimes preferable to the silence.
I suppose what I have arrived at is that it is essential to find a balance between noise and silence, to maintain peace of mind. What I would really love, however, is a wooded stream away from people and traffic, where I could tell the birds when to and when not to chirp, and maybe hear some Red Hot Chili Peppers when I felt like it. As I don’t think this place will ever exist, I will settle for a few short periods of daily silence to contrast the constant noise.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Translation of the Phenomenological
Okay, first of all, I am just enough of a word freak to love an expression like "impossibility of translating a phenomenological experience."
But more to the point, why is it that pictures, even moving pictures with sound, cannot seem to convey all that there is to a place? Why do people when telling a story sometimes add, "you had to be there?"
The Sound of Silence
Kinesthetic Knowing
It struck me that we had never discussed this particular way of knowing.
So...
In what ares of knowledge do you find touch to be a primary way of knowing? Why is it a preferred way of knowing for you in that area? What are its drawbacks in this or any other area of knowing?
Deciding on Important Art
Before I share what her responses were...and she may share herself, since I have sent her an invitation to our blog...I want to hear from you. What ways of knowing do you think a curator would employ in making such decisions?