Random House~Webster's...
Fetish: n: 1. An object regarded as having magical power; Talisman. 2.
Something eliciting unquestioning reverence and devotion. 3. An object
used for achieving sexual excitement or fulfillment.
I try to go with the first definition when I use words. I don't 'make them
fit' my needs.
To infer that I am uneducated is a bit rude. I own several dictionaries...
complete, abridged and rhyming (I am a songwriter also) just another craft?
I spoke to Mr. Chihuly when he exhibited here and he certainly considers
himself an artist. Perhaps a craftsman and an artist... but not in that
order. Could be that huge ego?
As for name dropping... you wrote... "My LeCorbusier and Eames chairs" and
"my Hermes scarves"... Naughty girl!!!
I really cannot understand the need to judge and control. I'm probably much
older than you and would offer this advice... control is an illusion at
best. It (like anger) will eat you alive. Your definition of Art is
terribly finite. Perhaps something here will allow you to see beyond the
rigid parameters of your world...
"Art is anything that people add to their 'output' which is not functionally
necessary and is other than the default properties of that output."
Example: The default leg of a chair (output) may be a long rectangular
square. If its maker tapers the ends for no other reason than personal
aesthetic preference, that tapering is art.
This is definitely NOT your definition... but it is A definition.
You (nor I) get to make the rules. We can only define our own lives. Be
careful which doors you open, close and lock... sometimes you can't undo a
door's status...
I find two references in your response extremely intriguing... One is the
reference to grape wreath vines... do you speak of a particular that I had
no hand in editing? The other to your scarf covered mouth... totally
unsolicited... one might wonder who is the fetishist here!
If you would like to continue this debate, I might suggest being just a bit
less condescending. I am not so far down the food chain as you might
think.... Neither do I desire waste valuable time arguing tastes, likes and
dislikes. There are very few things in this world that are so black and
white as any of us might wish. God... in her infinite wisdom... left an
awful lot up to us.
Again... be well. Live with passion. Lose the judgmental needs... they
distract from your soul.
just Michael~
Never say never, that's my motto. Actually one of my passions,
lol. One of my closest friends has studied with Dale Chiluly twice
and, just so you know, and your children and your children's children
after you know, he proudly calls himself a craftsman. And no one
has an ego like Chihuly.
Quit dropping names when your arguments fall flat and try to
understand, try please! to understand, that words have
specific meanings, even if our culture at large doesn't
recognize them. No one's the "architect" of a political
campaign. Corruption in a presidential administration
is not a "cancer." A hurricane doesn't "rape." My
LeCorbusier and Eames chairs, which I cherish and think
impossibly beautiful aren't art (neither, by the bye, is my
piece of Chihuly glass). Whether or not the original drawings
on my Hermes scarves are art or not is actually something
I'm not clear on; however the incredibly intricate silkscreening
process that reproduces them isn't art.
Just because something is beautiful or complex or
impossible to master for most mortals doesn't make it art.
Editing, whether in photographs or writing, is neither art
nor craft. It's a skill. Even when an artist or writer is doing it.
All I'm saying is that language matters and words have
meanings. Maybe you think when I say craft I mean
some kind of Michael's decoupage or grape wreath vine
b.s. I don't. I'm thinking instead of brilliant craftsmen
and women I'm lucky enough to know and how their
creations enlarge my life.
Hope I've answered you questions. Thanks for the advice.
May I give you some? Get passionate about a dictionary.
It's fascinating, really, to see what words really mean.
AJ, who just couldn't keep that scarf over her mouth
and shut up