Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Rough Cinema

This short article seems to mirror an opinion I have always had about art, mainly that it is useless and shallow without an element of imperfection. I think that, while it can be healthy to strive for perfection, it would be better to strive for a piece of work that is at harmony with who you fundamentally are. In this way, if a mistake resonates with you, it brings your project closer to a full realization of what you want to express. We need the highs and lows, the comedic moments in a drama, the subtle observational depth of a comedy, the sound of scratching "dirt" in a wavering saxophone note, or a discovery of the musical dissonance of trash can lids (ie stomp).





One element compliments the other, a juxtaposition of opposites, a paradox that surrounds everything we do. The human experience is one that thrives on beautiful mistakes, it's how we learn, it's how we interact with the world around us. Without acknowledging this, we try to capture perfection and in so doing deny who we are. This is the place of art: a place of sweat, experience, raw emotion, and feeling. It has no affinity with the sterile perfection of machinery, the reduction of the human, the attenuation of honest expression. As an artist, we must make our decisions on instinct instead of calculations, though at times the instinctual process is just as meticulous and carefully constructed (if not more so). It's just another way to approach the world, a way that denies empirical reasoning in favor of ineffable intuition.

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