A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was hauntedI would scour the library as a kid looking for things that fed my appetite for the strange or profound. Often I’d end up confused attempting to read and consume works that were way over my head. The thing that drew me to Coleridge & the rime of the ancient mariner was -
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And my favourite colour is RED!
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Art is one of those concepts that is by its very nature impossible to explain, and when I'm trying to place any kind of definition on it I frequently get lost halfway through when I suddenly forget what I think it is. I found Euphor!um very enjoyable and memorable and I think it forever enhanced my perception of the poem, but I'd hesitate to call it art. I think when something is devoted entirely to the interpretation of an existing piece of art, it has to put a slightly new twist on it, in some way, for it to qualify as art in its own right (rather than just an interpretation or a commentary). There are obviously no hard and fast rules and I certainly don't mean to generalise, but I think that in the end, Euphor!um's take on the Kubla Khan wasn't very different from Coleridge's. It didn't so much re-invent it as translate it. It made it more accessible, and has value as an interpretation - and I absolutely loved it - but I wouldn't think of it as art ( ... )
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I asked yoda - sorry I mean Pt - about it this morning and he said that he thinks whether something is art or not is dependant on the intention of the creator of the work. It would be interesting to know how the people at Euphor!um see it.
Good to see you too, no annoyance at all - I consider myself fortunate to have had two opium goddesses waiting for me at the end of the trip.
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!! That's exactly the example I used when we were debating this yesterday. Well, Warhol, anyway. The difference being that Warhol was creating a never-before-applied technique and fresh ideas?
Sorry for rambling all evening, vodka or no vodka, or at least I would be were I feeling normal. For some reason I woke up in a brilliant mood this morning(!)
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Perhaps we should ask the Euphor!um people themselves - is there an email address on the website?
(Opium goddesses! We were trying to work out yesterday over dinner which Greek goddesses we'd be, if any ... unfortunately there isn't a goddess of opium, and Morpheus is a bloke, damnit)
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I draw the line at Milton.
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Another thing just occurred to me, vis your last paragraph. I agree that not all paintings and novels are art. Many are no more than craft (nothing wrong with craft, it is to art what physical existence is to spiritual existence - essential and a positive expression, if a bit "earthy"). But one cannot simply define art with a sweeping statement about a single item / author. Art, for me, is what occurs when someone has crafted something which causes that weird sensation of "blossoming" inside when one looks at the thing which was made. Something inside opens up and speaks back to the picture or the writing, feels it. As such, and as we are all so different, what may not be art to me may well be art to you - simply because you have different things inside you which are true for you. Because of this, anything crafted CAN be art - to someone.
Alas, this means we probably get to keep Tracy Emin.
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