Tuesday, July 04, 2006

nothing to see here...

...as if anyone was looking. okay, since it appears that no one is reading this, i can stop being reserved about my comments. of course, there could be lurkers, but somehow i doubt that.

it's interesting how some people feel that artistry does not need criticism. it isn't good to create in a vacuum. seems like i've done most of my creation in such an environment, but it still isn't good. feedback is essential. as an artist you've gotta have some skin thickness and find the valid comments in the bullshit. for example, i have often been labeled as a critic for my views on hip hop music. opinion may not necessarily be, but discussion tends to be a side effect of intellect. if you cannot discuss a subject w/o getting all bent out of shape, it seems to indicate a lesser intelligence. some would suggest that intelligent discussion and hip hop are diametrically opposite, but i strongly disagree. i found it highly disturbing when certain known artists suggested that hip hop should not be criticized. how foolish a concept. as an artist, i find the idea extremely offensive.

my whole perspective on criticism is this: every person does not like every thing. how can you attempt to please everyone? you can't, so fuck it. if i'm going to create, it might as well please me. this may seem vain, but isn't it my self-expression? my creative energy is not to impress others. if others find my creation impressive, then that makes it that much more rewarding to me. from an admittedly idealist perspective, i create to release that energy at that time. i don't create to fulfill the perceived interests of who knows who. the thing that makes creative products popular is the ability of other people to relate to them. if a large number perceive themselves to have some type of relationship with the creative product or the product's creator, then the product will draw that respective amount of attention.

this is what happens when i don't have a freakin' 9 to 5. i sit around thinking. how horrible and unpatriotic. you can't think in this country. actually, you can think, just don't tell anybody what you think about if it isn't what everybody else thinks you should be thinking. i think i said that correctly? anyways, i'm bored as hell and hungry as fuck, so...

make like there's pork cooking on my grill

PEACE

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