The Meaning of Art is in Art Itself
May13

The Meaning of Art is in Art Itself

What is the meaning of Art? Well ~ there’s no such thing. Art IS. Art brings us into this ISness as it breaks this ISness in the same instance. I taught creative writing classes years back and found there are two common perceptions/fears I found cropping up in the students. 1. The thought that one couldn’t write, which created a hesitancy to put pen to paper. What this really is, is a concern that what one wants to say, to express, to creatively invent may be judged and not accepted, that one’s self worth is dependent on an opinion by an outside source. 2. They were afraid of openly expressing their thoughts and feelings on the writings of others. So often, we shut up and lock up, literally our flow of essence into creation or sharing about creations because we are reluctant to cause an argument. Quite honestly, we are afraid of separation and lashed out irritation because of perceiving such. I loved the classes in college where we could all read a book and share about it openly, giving our thoughts and feelings that came up in the process of delving into the characters and specific story painted by the writer, without any of us feeling that the other was intentionally debating with us to cause friction. Art is meant to bring us together. Yet art is also meant to bring us into all of the aspects that can separate us, the nuances, that make us human, which includes the light and the dark, the up and the down, the here and the there, and even beyond all of these. Art brings IN the circle of life and shows all of the lines that were drawn to create the sphere, yet even exposes the lines that go beyond what you can see. I recall in my younger years, when I would share a poem I wrote with my mother, she would say, “I don’t know. What do you want me to say?” I would respond, “whatever you want to say.” Therefore, “I don’t know” would suffice. She later did tell me that she remembers being ridiculed and redirected to the “right” answer if it was wrong in school. Hence this is where her hesitancy to even allow herself to feel or take in what I created came from and her reluctance to share with me. In art, there is no “right” or “wrong” answers. There is what you perceive, and what you allow yourself to receive, and THEN, those can change, again and again, and again, never giving you a concrete set response. This is the joy and...

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