FEAR

This morning a fellow artist posted a meme about fear.

Hmmm, thinking about this … I think, when it comes to fear, depending upon your stage in life, fear can change …

Imagine a young person just moving out of a loving, secure home facing the exciting world of adulthood and freedom, full of hope. As long as the world treats them well they might live a life without fear.

Imagine that same person later in life, beaten down by the fears that their youthful hopes have become impossible dreams.

Then, imagine that person in older age. Is there really much point in looking forward when those dreams of your youth are no longer realistic. And there is no going back. All we can really do is pass on our experiences and our stories in the hope that we might help someone else along their path. For that we need Intergenerational contact. Otherwise, what is there to live for?

If I were to have a dialogue with a younger artist what could I say about fear?

And if that younger artist were me, if I could reach back in time and talk to myself, what might I say?

So what might I say?

I might tell that younger person to be very, very afraid of things like injustice and greed. I’d probably tell her not to run away from these but to fight back, to not ignore negative messages, hoping things might get better.

I’d tell her to not be afraid to stand up for her own beliefs, especially in the face of bullying. As for abuse or violence or revenge, I’d tell her to walk away from these, not in fear but in gratitude that she is able to recognize and avoid such paths.

Most of all, I’d tell her she needs nobody’s permission to call herself an artist.

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Policy

I came across an interesting bit of information yesterday. It would be too easy to become angry and hate whomever wrote it. Considering the mess the world is now in perhaps it might be a better plan to examine it carefully and learn from it whatever lessons it has to teach us.

I wonder whether this became the model for what the world would eventually become, so often hopelessly described as a place where the “rich get richer and the poor get poorer”

“The underlying premise of the Report’s recommendations is how to contain the minority through coercive measures. It consists of policy proposals in five areas: demography and national sentiments, political leadership, economy and employment, education, and law enforcement. ”

It was called the Koenig Memoradum.

Welcome, welcome, they say. Welcome to the Holy Land.

Mercy Killing

Mercy Killing

That is what some people and groups call it … “Mercy Killing”.

Confusing is what I’ve always thought. Two words that don’t go together – something out of “1984”. OK OK! I know I am boring when I inject my old mentor George into another conversation.

It seems our modern world engages in an awful lot of killing. Some might even say the world economy depends upon killing.

Then there are the renegades, those who believe in mercy without killing.
There are even some groups that believe in unconditional mercy. AH … But dare to join any such group and be forever branded by haters. No I don’t join groups so I don’t belong to any. I really don’t belong anywhere. I am just one more independent artist hoping for change.

Will it come with an end to killing innocents who are unable to speak for themselves?
Who will speak?

What if an innocent were able to speak? What might she say?Rebecca

Will change finally come come with article 25?
BINGO

Intergenerational

Intergenerational … An interesting buzzword … Got me thinking …
Imagine if it were possible to travel back in time. What would my younger self like to say to the world if she had the knowledge I now have after walking through seven decades of life?

She might start by saying something like this:

“You, who do nothing to keep me safe from predators…
You, who deny me the opportunity for decent education…
You, who are the gatekeepers to all the jobs I might do well…
You, who judge me according to your own standards and biases and culture…
You, who sully my world and reward my oppressors…
You, who would bully and drug me into submission and compliance…”

She might remain steadfast in her own self-affirmation and add something like this:

“I have no need or desire to listen to your schemes or advice…
I reject that your manipulative and superstitious religions hold any sacred truth…
I do not wish to hear any excuses for why I must approve of your personal preferences…
I have no desire to follow your corrupt brand of politics…”

Retro

Or would that be retrospect? No matter … Looking back looking ahead or looking ahead to looking back while I try to downsize, clean up, whatever I think to call it on any particular day.

I keep finding bits and pieces of a past life … To an older person that is a way of saying “I was young once too”

So here I am looking at a pice of art I did in my younger days, possibly early seventies, although I cannot recall. I also have no idea what ever happened to the original. All I have left is a photo I took of the piece.

I was going to post the picture but something doesn’t seem to be working.

So then I look at a picture of an installation I did a few years ago incorporating something I had made around mid seventies. That too, does not appear to be working.

So much for my attempts to use “new” media.

Then again, I bet Facebook will let me post my image.

OK I hear you Gabe. Thanks for the memory jog. It’s not that I can’t do any of that techie stuff. It annoys me th even have to try. Well, I bet I’ve forgotten more of that time-wasting stuff than many people my age have even tried.

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Boxes

Was it Steve Jobs who first made us aware that we were living inside of boxes? I’m not sure. But it’s so hard to be sure of anything in this changing world, isn’t it? I guess none of us likes being defined by the boxes to which life consigns us. But hey, that’s life.

Two of the boxes that most define me nowadays are Artist & Senior.

I chose neither of these. The first box is one I was born into and shaped to fit because of the family and society that raised me. The second is the box everyone of us is forced into should they live long enough.

I was advised long ago to shed that artist box and get a real job. I really tried but over and over potential employers discovered that I was only pretending not to be an artist. As I grew older and society began to measure me for my senior box things began to get really uncomfortable.

Being an artist had been difficult enough but until I became a senior I had no idea how it felt to be a true outcast. But I’ve been a lone survivor for a very long time.

Over the past few weeks I’ve made an attempt to contact other survivors like myself, those floating about in their own boxes, trying to find a friendly shore on which to land and build something suitable and worthwhile.

I thought there was a solid shore but I guess that was merely an illusion. So these days I just float, imagining that somewhere out there are other artists, some like myself who have at most 20 or 30 more years of life, perhaps 10 more years of making art. I’m trying not to be sad over this failure. At least I tried.

Invisible

It seems that many people throughout history were intended to be invisible. Those who dared to “stir the pot” were identified … Hmmm dare I say targeted, silenced, and even killed. Not all, however, were made totally invisible.

I wonder how many others were never heard of because nobody was there to document their lives or their stories.

“Socrates and Jesus never wrote any books, for instance, but Plato wrote his Dialogues recalling his memory of what Socrates said and the Gospels recount the life of Jesus many decades after Jesus had gone. “1.

As I read this quothe I had one of those strange Eureka moments. What if … What if … What if …
What if they (Socrates and Jesus) had actually written papers or books or scrolls or whatever else writings might have been called back then?

What do you suppose would have happened to their writings? Do we really believe that the establishment would have wanted any of their writings to survive? Just a thought.

1. Source of quote: https://www.ubiquityuniversity.org/courses/the-great-books/?fbclid=IwAR0XgcqXfdnGWuaaTpMVZ8SRvVySsYc0kTjVmGmT3GhYWbnQQGoOPKKstSM