Just a writing exercise: On humour and why I am not an artist.
Being bitter and sarcastic is almost a way of life for me. Some people believe in “ Carpe Diem” or “ Be prepared” . No, not me.
Humour- dark humour- is a very effective defense mechanism, especially when you are the butt of your own jokes. It’s the perfect way of acknowledging yourself (and your rotten parts) while not taking yourself too seriously.
And, that’s why I often say that I am NOT an artist.
It is the perfect example of sarcastic and self-deprecating humour.
When I say that… well, I am still talking about being an artist - still acknowledging a problem - while not taking myself too seriously.
I am lifting an enormous weight off my shoulders. Because the instant someone labels something as a “serious work of art”- then, it can be compared to all the other “serious works of art” in the world. When that “something” becomes “art”, it ceases to be just a free expression of a human being imagination.
Let’s not kid ourselves- art also has its rules and hierarchies. Any “not an artist” person who has tried to work (or even just talk) to an “that kind of art school kid” knows exactly what I am talking about.
So, to make things easy for everyone involved…I’m NOT an artist. I don’t make “art”. I write shitty poems and stories, dance with strange objects, perform nonsensical pieces, sing along to old music while “pretending” to be my chosen gender,pretend to be someone I am not, glue pictures together, and doodle. That’s not art.
Humour- dark humour- is a very effective defense mechanism, especially when you are the butt of your own jokes. It’s the perfect way of acknowledging yourself (and your rotten parts) while not taking yourself too seriously.
And, that’s why I often say that I am NOT an artist.
It is the perfect example of sarcastic and self-deprecating humour.
When I say that… well, I am still talking about being an artist - still acknowledging a problem - while not taking myself too seriously.
I am lifting an enormous weight off my shoulders. Because the instant someone labels something as a “serious work of art”- then, it can be compared to all the other “serious works of art” in the world. When that “something” becomes “art”, it ceases to be just a free expression of a human being imagination.
Let’s not kid ourselves- art also has its rules and hierarchies. Any “not an artist” person who has tried to work (or even just talk) to an “that kind of art school kid” knows exactly what I am talking about.
So, to make things easy for everyone involved…I’m NOT an artist. I don’t make “art”. I write shitty poems and stories, dance with strange objects, perform nonsensical pieces, sing along to old music while “pretending” to be my chosen gender,pretend to be someone I am not, glue pictures together, and doodle. That’s not art.