Why Pictures ?
I guess the first response to this is why anything ? There is actually no point to anything really once you strip things down to the basics. This is the basis for all philosophical discourse the question ‘why’ and all art that is worthy enough to call itself art fits into that discourse. Beyond that I reasoned a long time ago that to keep depression at bay I needed to being doing something all the time if I was going to continue living and art very neatly provides that something. Making art is all encompassing and is a perfect outlet for obsessive behaviour which is something I certainly suffer from. Once I was able to reach this point of understanding of my own relationship to living then I was able to understand that art is a ‘calling’ Certainly my ‘calling’ so I was able to just get on with producing. Not that there is actually any more point to making art than anything else, making bread is a ‘calling’ but art is the device with which I am able to navigate life and keep myself sane. I decided a long time ago that I would see this existence through to the bitter end, whatever happened and making ‘work’ enable me to do that from the point of view of someone outside looking in, If I where to have to deal with life as a series of mundane tasks it just won’t work for me. With this answer I haven’t touched on pleasure, in all its ramifications especially and fundamentally relationships which of course is another reason to live but I won’t deviate.This entry was posted in Diary. Bookmark the permalink. ← Previous Post Next Post →