The Balkanization of Art
How is art meant to happen when everyone is supposed to be thinking the same thoughts? Art goes against the grain. It’s the sand in the oyster that creates the pearl.
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How is art meant to happen when everyone is supposed to be thinking the same thoughts? Art goes against the grain. It’s the sand in the oyster that creates the pearl.
Once word got out that this year would be the curtain call for the two introductory Western art courses, students stampeded to enroll.
I honestly have no idea why any actor would want to appear in a serious play featuring protagonists who are not, in some way, “screwed up.”
For Camus, great art develops between the two chasms of frivolity and propaganda, where every step forward is a dangerous one.
Every man should be free to invite others to regard him as a woman without fear of inviting violence, discrimination or the loss of basic rights. That is what being protected from transphobia means.
In a classroom, curiosity should be sacred, because it motivates the pursuit of knowledge even when that includes ugly truths.
Renoir’s nudes are the evidence of a tirelessly hopeful soul struggling against the dingy reality of the modern world, with its modern industry and its modern warfare, that turns all human flesh into disposable objects, without joy or humanity.
What contemporary feminism fails to adequately grapple with is nature itself, and as a result, feminist attitudes towards men, and particularly towards male sexuality, are compassionless and punitive (not to mention humourless—and human sexuality is so often very funny!).
In the months leading up to the news, I was in a bad place. Nothing in life felt right, and every day was a fight against hopelessness—to the point that even when good things happened, I would remain afraid or numb.
Right now, I’m maybe most spooked by how a living, breathing cultural memory is seeming to evaporate.
The silencing of a voice does not lead to discourse, in art or in politics.
Comedy, on the other hand, reminds us that we all have a dark side and that we might want to reconsider before casting stones.
Houellebecq depicts a Europe where French culture is a bad joke.
Because many conservative journals have given up on the subject of art entirely, one is tempted to ask what conservatives are seeking to actually conserve.
Leaving gaps of understanding will not help future generations understand our time, and it will not assist students of history in getting a clean grasp of what happened or why.