Writing On The Walls Of Public Property: Part 1 – Art

Art as a method of expression is perhaps the most popular argument for aesthetic creation. Many would claim that all art is expression, for producing something original (that is not mass marketed or produced to be sold in large quantities as a product) is led by the artist’s emotion. Art is a gradual process where the original emotion the artist intended to communicate may change which is represented in the form, colour and composition of the piece. However the artist has to be conscious of their own emotion, they must be individualistic in their expression, for the art would serve little purpose if generalising about a single emotion and the artist feels some sense of enlightenment once the work has been produced. A freeing of a previously oppressed feeling which makes art a cathartic process. Art as expressionism means that the emotion presented by the artist may sometimes not be known, therefore making the work entirely subjective to the observer/participant. It may produce happiness while it also may produce pain, emotions that some wish to be left alone and kept hidden within them.

Some works may seem to express very little, or cannot be known to express anything without understanding that creator’s intent and concept behind the piece. Emotions may be challenged, drawn out and dug up, to be placed in front of the observer so that they cannot do much but assess them and see what is within themselves. Sometimes what is expressed is simply the feeling that the artist is incapable of producing what his mind desires – elements of frustration are constantly apparent in the history of art and the art produced in the attempt is able to take the observer through the emotions that the artist felt whilst trying to express their feelings.

Most overwhelmingly, art is necessary, and is inseparable from emotion. If there was no art, how could emotion be expressed and documented? How could one escape their isolation in believing they are alone in their pain, emptiness, loneliness, alienation, grief? Throughout time we have connected in single moments of art and been brought closer to ourselves through each other. Sometimes we even produce something so personal to ourselves that we want others to see it, to share it with the human conscious outside our own, but often we feel as though things are best left unsigned by who we really are.

So we create ourselves, a sense of reinvention into the people we never thought we could be, or wanted to be but never found the chance to before, and we make our art, we do it with emotion and heart, and we give it to the world to feel with us, whether they’re ready for it or not. We tell them who we are and what we feel in ways unimaginable to how they believed conceivable.

And sometimes, it’s just wholly gratifying to piss people off who can’t bear to see a wall perverted by kids who are having much more fun than they are.

Written By Andrew Finch. Read part 2 “The Industry” here.

Photography courtesy of Sam Hiscox.

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