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Sap-bearing fruit.
What to say? There are words forming phrases in my thinkmeats - "meat space cogitation" for one - which isn't all together a bright thing. For the record I love "thinkmeats" and damn_robots for telling it to me. I do not, however, hold love for "there are" as a way to start a sentence. "There are" is one of those nebulous creations of independently poor minds, yet I've just (on a technicality) used the phrase to begin a sentence again.

Generality is bane, if not anathema, to myself the writer but a great tool of me, the artist. I cannot reconcile the two. In my last piece, which has recieved excellent reviews from you, heartful readers, as well as others who's journals may yet grace my friends list. Words on art are anathema to "writer" and a cheap trick for "artist."

Writer says, "words are tool of the deeply (blank)ical mind - be it philosophical, theoretical, poetical, etc. No fanciful purveyor graphical (not a good [blank]ical by any means) arts are not grounded. Their roots are fragmented much as their mind, akin to schizophrenia.

Artist retorts, "But it looks fucking cool!" followed by a rather long string of curses and generally irate words that fall flat on writer's ears.

You see, waht I'm trying to say is that combining the two kills writer. The words lose so much meaning such that they really only add visual element to something already predominately visual. The words become "there are words" rather than
"these words are" - the more specific delineator of presence and meaning.

In the war of writer and artist, writer cannot win. These words are especially sad given the trend away from memory to writen word society. If words no longer hold sway, eoither we all become artists or become dumb (this is exaggeration, although thecoweyed may agree). We may regress large brow and painting figures with charcoal because artist is winning. Then only remains "there are people" rather than "these people are."


    On to the norm :)

My day has ended rightly. Work was long, but eventually things worked out. I dive into I/O psych (aka usability - but I prefer to keep some semblance of my degree in the name). I purchased The Design of Everyday Things at Borders much to my dismay, as I have a membership card to B&N. Plus, B&N actually knew that this book is about science (if not social) whereas Borders though it part of Art/Photography. The hell? Regardless, the last copy in either store - if not the city - is in my grubby hand along with a copy of The Evolution of Useful Things by Henry Petroski. The former a systematic decent into the psychology of design with emphasis on modern technolog and the latter about how cool things like paperclips came about (the answer is "frustration").

These shall prove excellent resources and fun reads - perchance tax deductable since I bought them more for work than myself. The purchase of said tools was followed closely by dinner at >a href="http://www.atlantabread.com/index.php">Atlanta Bread</a> on University Ave. Free wireless - I forgot my blasted iBook - and a Loaf of Chili. The Chili was ok and the Bread moderately spongey, but the live music? Excellent. Also the cute goth chick that took my order was hitting on me, or one assumes so with the smile she gave me. As well this was followed closely by two UW students winking at me when they sat down near me. While biased do to women, my impression of Atlanta Bread is good - and I owe much gratitude to assfingers for telling me about their Loaf of Chili[this link has php and may not work](so much gratitude that I may lose my membership to grayeisgod :)).

I returned, fed the cats and am now degating reading books or sitting on LJ in the silence and watching the stream - what I used to call sitting in MSN ChatChicago as I watched the sexual innuendo and strange comraderie go by. We shall see. Suffice it to say, I am content and weirdly contemplative among other more base emotions.

Lets find some links for this entry shall we? If I don't, I may have to change the name from "Infonography."




Whispering Nightmare


What sort of Nightmare are you?
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Edit:


Sometimes you just gotta get those images out of your head. Less art - becaues it took like 15 minutes to make. Seems to "easy" to be artistic. Kinda weird image that I couldn't get out of my head.

Current Mood: relaxed relaxed

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lady_fox From: lady_fox Date: December 9th, 2004 07:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
I like it. Post it to criticaldivide. It's neat. :)
lady_fox From: lady_fox Date: December 9th, 2004 07:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
And, yes, things have calmed down and due to the massive amount of activity and stress and coffee, I'm BUZZING! (as in bouncing around making Martin (Front desk dude) think I'm a maniac.)
abmann From: abmann Date: December 10th, 2004 06:12 am (UTC) (Link)
Which? The picture or the post?
lady_fox From: lady_fox Date: December 10th, 2004 09:51 am (UTC) (Link)
either... both... yay!
dragonflyknight From: dragonflyknight Date: December 9th, 2004 07:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
Writers are artists Will, there is nothing so beautiful as a well written sentance. Remember that artists are writers too though, as the clich'e goes "a picture is worth a thousand words" and sometimes a beautiful picture can say with equal elegance what a master writer put in text.
abmann From: abmann Date: December 10th, 2004 06:11 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm not saying I advocate what I wrote. It was just a thought I had about the combination of art with text. In that situation the words lose a lot of meaning because the emphasis is visual over all.

Also, I find it funny that your first sentence about well written sentences had a misspelling. :)
dragonflyknight From: dragonflyknight Date: December 10th, 2004 11:51 am (UTC) (Link)
:p did I ever claim I was a writer?
elenuial From: elenuial Date: December 9th, 2004 09:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
How do you do that? It may have taken you fifteen minutes, but this image has managed to captivate me.

You utter bastard.

I fancy myself a writer, but also someone who plays around with the more visual forms of art (I draw, paint, etc., though not particularly well). Honestly, I don't think one necessarily has to entail the death of the other, though I tend to keep the spheres separate. I enjoy writing, and I think I do it well, well enough to try to sell it.

You're sounding quite a bit like Neil Postman with his contrasting of rhetoric-based society versus (to grab Baudrillard's term) a spectacle society. What you say is not without merit, of course, but I think enough proper introspection on behalf of the individual can lead one to revelations and the ability to be both visually and verbally artistic without compromise of one or the other, nor intelligence for that matter. However, on a social level the society of the spectacle kills off the group capacity for rationality on a massive scale.

Anyways, I love that picture. I can feel it gnawing away at me right now... It'll probably end up in a story somewhere. >_
abmann From: abmann Date: December 10th, 2004 06:14 am (UTC) (Link)
hehe.

I agree with you, one can be verbal and visual. I just think that art + words generally relies more on the visual. Obvious cases like books with pictures, text wins out. THere's some weird stuff about evolution of art due to society becoming less reliant on memory, but it's early adn I"m at work - thus have little time to formulate a proper response.

Also: How the HELL can you pull references and names so easily???
elenuial From: elenuial Date: December 11th, 2004 01:31 am (UTC) (Link)
Er, magic? I don't know... I just read a lot, I suppose.

I think I definitely agree with you on that. If words are included in a mostly visual piece, they take a back seat, for sure. Still, they can be a very integral part to understanding the totality of a piece, and they are -- in their own way -- a piece of graphics, as I'm sure you know.
lady_fox From: lady_fox Date: December 9th, 2004 09:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh... as for everything else you said... I see how it works that way for you. It doesn't for me. They're not mutually exclusive in my perceptions, but You are FAR FAR FAR more intellectual in your writing than I am.
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abmann From: abmann Date: December 10th, 2004 06:15 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: To answer your "who are you"...?

Aha. I was correct in my assumption. :) Hi!
assfingers From: assfingers Date: December 10th, 2004 07:47 am (UTC) (Link)
INTRIGUING.

Which Chili was it? (The chicken one is worlds better) (also, your take on their bread is suspect at best) (but yes, they have a nifty waitstaff) (and I'm aware that most of these do not ellicit parentheses, but I'm just that fucking good)
abmann From: abmann Date: December 10th, 2004 07:50 am (UTC) (Link)
Uhuh. I had the turkey Chili.
kingfox From: kingfox Date: December 10th, 2004 12:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
I think the beef chili is much better than the plain chicken chili, but frontier chili rules over all.
kaylithin From: kaylithin Date: December 10th, 2004 09:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
Meh, I'm not sure that I agree about the writing bit. Sure, meshing art with writing alters both modes. They make concessions in order to be able to rebound off each other. It's simply a difference. And I know that I am turned off by graphic novels/comics with bad writing.

I just think it operates in a different mode. The art does, too.

Eeegh. I sound like I'm coming out of Understanding Comics, but still...
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