Each art, it turned out, had to perform this demonstration on its own account.
I think unique is the beauty of art because artworks are filled with artist’s thoughts and craftsmanship in it just as our fingerprints. Although there are so many counterfeits of great artwork, no artwork in the world is the same.
I identify Modernism with the intensification, almost the exacerbation, of this self-critical tendency that began with the philosopher Kant.
I wonder does art exist to cater to the people? Or should it cater to the people?
Young artists of today need no longer say, "I am a painter" or "a poet" or "a dancer." They are simply "artists." All oflife will be open to them. They will discover out of ordinary things the meaning of ordinariness.
Today, art no longer has a standard and requirement, it became much more freedom than ever. However, artworks with complicated emotions could sometimes impress me. Does anyone have the same feeling as me?
paint, chairs, food, electric and neon lights, smoke, water, old socks, a dog,movies, a thousand other things that will be discovered by the present generation of artists.
I used to watch a TV show called "Art Attack" when I was a child, which is also my initiation of art. I remember he created a huge artwork made up of used clothes, trash, and some garbage bags. That was also the first time that I know the form of art can be various and diverse. Have you watched this TV show before?
Then, scale. Pollock's choice of enormous canvases served many purposes, chief of which for our discussion is that his mural-scale paintings ceased to become paintings and became environments.
Pollock wanted to create a world for his audience within an artwork and merge his paintings and audiences, which also makes a kind of separateness when people look at his works, reminding me of Barnett Newman. It is very interesting to learn more about some artists’ concepts, and I also noticed that his unique creation method of "drip painting" is very free and unfettered, which represents his unique artistic style.
I hazard the guess that Pollock may have vaguely sensed this but was unable, because of illness or for other reasons, to do anything about it.
Pollock’s experience made me remind a great female artist, Frida, who fight with disease and pain for her lifelong; I think she is also a modernism artist who would put all of her pain into her artwork and express the reality of her life; she was in a car accident, which made her lose her fertility and became permanently disabled; Furthermore, she has to spend the rest of her life in great pain and the infidelity of the husband. I believe the most beautiful part of art is presenting humans’ unique ideas and experiences to others without words. Below is one of her artwork called Sarah's dog.
I think, implicit in the work before he died. It was this bizarre implication that was so moving.
In my opinion, Jackson Pollock's fate is tragic, but unfortunate artists’ lives always seem to be admirable. In many cases, the artist and his work are combined; The struggles and pains in his life also made him and his works. For those who knew Jackson Pollock, the tragic significance that his broken life brought to his work made it all the more appealing. Thus, I wonder why do so many great artists have such a short life?