I think I was very lucky to have been raised by my mother. She tolerated each of her children's artistic fumblings from my eldest sister's dragging every pot from the kitchen cabinet to bash against them with wooden spoons, through two more sisters & a brother, to my painting surreal scenes, reciting shallow poetry, banging on my guitar &, seriously, not singing, as well as my piss-poor fiction & non-fiction. The woman is clearly destine for sainthood.
And anyone with any artistic ability doesn't stand out simply because we possess some level of talent. We stand out because we are different. Most people in society are one way, & we are another. Sometimes we can fit in, to one degree or another, but we do not act, think or feel like the rest of you. We live, generally, in an alien world. Whatever causes artistic ability, whatever alien influence enters our consciousness, takes us from a very early age -- perhaps at conception. We are different.
So, since I was young, I have marveled over the lives of well known artists. I didn't find their antics odd. I didn't question what they did to get their messages across. They always seemed perfectly reasonable even when they were caught committing some seemingly self-destructive act in a night club & were subsequently arrested.
What I questioned was the reactions of others. Why are artists often arrested, detained for mental observation, or simply criticized by those who don't get it? I've heard so much criticism of artists over the years that it's a wonder every artist in modern society hasn't been rounded up & pumped full of countless pharmaceuticals to make them conform to society's ideals.
And that's it. Conformity. Non-artists want to enjoy the products of art, but know nothing about that alien quality possessing artists & feel threatened when an artists acts out. Say the word fuck one too many times in polite society & get a shot. Get pissed off that your instructions for the display of your work are completely ignored & get a shot. Criticize the US Government &...well, if I start naming names, none of you should be surprised that I just disappear & live out my life in some FEMA la-la land.
What those without talent don't understand is that we artists don't pursue art necessarily because we want to. Sure, we often enjoy the process as well as the product. But it is more a matter of possession. We are, normally, removed from ourselves. Art, in a sense, produces itself through us.
All right. This may not be entirely true, but it's not far off the mark. I am known to edit as I work. When I've painted, I've gone over areas with another color than I had originally; when I wrote poetry & music, I had cut bits here added more there -- & I do this with my blahgs. But most every artist will insist that their work will take them away. When we are working at our best, we are oblivious to everything -- the work just flows.
Yet non-artists are unaware of this. Artists aren't necessarily ever lucid in the way society would have us. It's as if we are in a Samadhic or Alpha state most of the time. Sometimes we are so intent of our work, we achieve a very powerful state akin to that of enlightenment. Other times we are so completely distracted from our natural state, we become jolted out of our bliss by society, that we act in a way most people can't fathom. We act out.
Lenny Bruce was destroyed by society's attempts to force him to conform; rock stars & actors go to rehab; Rocky Erickson withdrew -- only time will tell if his brother's insistence on Rocky's being balanced by pharmaceuticals, if his willingness to play music again, will result in a happy Rocky.
Conformity will ruin art.
So, if society wants to continue to enjoy art, then society must stop expecting artists to be like them. Can artists ever expect to be accepted?
We are writing our own death warrants. Society will never understand or accept.
Obviously, art kills.
