Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Wakeskate Winch Plans

Start the cart before the horse

not want to get into mess, but after reading article published today in The Country opinion that the matter requires a brief reflection No, a few drops of clarity and honesty. We knew that what modern art was a complex matter to measure the parameters are being creative excellence relentlessly altering centuries, under heterogeneous factors and not always by consensus, and that the criteria by which we judged old works by Rubens, Michelangelo, Van Eyck and even Dali Grosz, have been falling steadily obsolete , slightly less than discredited as useful for measuring the quality of recent events such as a stylus to deal with a horde of orcs. Still, the current state of affairs suggests that something is not quite fit in all this and that, under all the solemnity that is advocated, but not lower interest underlying monetary than artistic. Thence to begin to see art as a great joke is only a step.

The recent case of the dome of Barceló is in this respect, one of the most significant in recent years compared to some, always willing to setting equiparacióny influences, to the frescoes of the Sistine Chapel, the inexperienced observer, which is carried away to museums on weekends, accompanied by family and implements of a disposable camera, so similar it is to happen, necessarily, unnoticed, beyond the fact treated, in both cases, domes, whereas it is more likely to feel perplexed and even disappointed, if not misled, "to an art form that does not understand or, more importantly , guess how to calibrate. The work of specialists and, above all, appraisers, then becomes fundamental at all costs must convince the average citizen of that monstrosity, that ordinary people begin to look with suspicion, represents ú last word in artistic expression, and his inability to appreciate their value is derived from a supine ignorance, a symptom of a provincial narrow-mindedness that you can not see beyond the obvious and familiar. Good, if anything, is that in this process of persuasion, there are no preset rules, as no longer exist, even in the art world, "so any interpretation, for pilgrim it is, may be strained, giving value to what teníao not before at least it spared the viewer, it only takes that appears suitably dressed for a learning-by empty-impenetrable and a considerable amount technicalities, the more effective the more syllables the conform-ending to disarm, and put at the mercy of the educated elite, the brutish gray.

That is precisely what he tries to make the text of The Country: sell-because, after all, always about the same thing, a commodity which, in principle, not acquire or crazy, much less the price that goes to auction, or rather, convince us that what we just bought, because the project has been funded with public money, without asking the opinion of voters or stopping to think the crisis and other trifles of that sort, is worth what we have taken (well below Mr. Barceló cache humble as quick to warn the prudent writer / panegyrist) and not only that, but we made the purchase of our lives.

serious thing in this case, is not only recourse to the Sibylline above techniques, supported by the simpleton of the majority, but also to accommodate moral factors first order, of the kind that you can not prosecute unless stating his name and fame to furious criticism. And is that the work is located in the Hall of Human Rights and the Alliance of Civilizations Palace of the United Nations and, consistently, is presented as a sort of incentive to comply with the principles signed at Geneva 60 years ago exactly, ie the artistic sense of justice as a guarantee and solidarity, a clearer view of the TBO but, it seems, still-and will-taking force in our society, supporting mediocrity under an itch for political correctness or at least, an ethical commitment that ultimately makes him a great disservice to the art world, neglecting or delaying purely artistic values the piece, despite all the troubles, could bear.

is therefore an infallible combination, impossible to refute: artistic spurious legitimacy on the one hand, and moral accreditation rabble on the other. So, you get not only that they are bored into the state coffers, the kings in person to give the puppet theater or the cache of the Majorcan artist up like foam, but someone like Sgt forces UN Security-born in Asturias, of course, ruled: "It's great, sensational. Now what is needed is that the room work and improve human rights, "as if to say:" Well, now that we have the roof, let's start with the house. "

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