Busy (Again)

Been busy for a while. Presentations here and there. Articles to write for the school paper. I am in a drastic position right now. But the only thing that keeps me going is the very thought that I am becoming a college student. A real one  at that.

Art Under Siege

           The arts are under attack. Under attack by the grotesque forces of pop culture that is! Yes, as society mended a drastic turn towards the new millennium, so-called artists that emerged with it began an inquisition that would become one of the most dastardly acts imposed on art since the persecution of Bauhaus philosophy by the Nazis during the 30's. These artists, who pose and call themselves advocates of art despite their lack of awareness of the humanities, have been doing a good job in keeping the arts in check. These pop-soda guzzling, Nike-wearing pseudo-pundits have been raking big bucks since their debut into the limelight.

          What I'm talking about here is the rise of "idols" and "sensations" who want to have their first taste of the good stuff in high society. Pop stars in particular are the ones who are leading this insulting crusade. First, there comes the discovery of talent, where agents or other annoying media vultures prey on innocent people, who live an honest lifestyle, who are oblivious to the effects of brief stardom and would consider the use of botox a genocidal act in pursuit of perfection, they consider having potential. Locked on their victims, these predators will try to convince their prey that they have what it takes to be a star just by looking at their Adonis-like appearance. Well, that's the reality of fame. You get to be uplifted in its ranks because you look just like one of those narcissistic, body-building yahoos who pose for billboards or those anemic, skeleton like beings they call supermodels. And at the end of it all, it's off to the pile of rejected celebrities who had their spirits, and dignity sucked out by the immense mechanism which is given a familiar yet evil name: fame. But when art comes in to consideration, celebrities are merely exploiting it and taking it to their advantage to hasten the effects they impart to the pitiful public.

The artistic prowess they produce are not as artistic as they ought it will be. Theirs is just a sham. A ruthless advantage of the arts for the purpose of blackening the minds of the young ones with idiotic words and lavish costumes present in ravenous, unprofessional music videos. True that their influence is overwhelming the very foundations of art, however, they are, without noticing it, are actually murdering a vast field of the humanities furnished by geniuses for countless years.

Art should be limited to the artist. And when I say artist, I mean a true artist. One who does not want to benefit anything from his craft, but the sole satisfaction of using it in delightful activity. One who does not want to implement stupidity among other beings, but would rather influence them to search for a deeper meaning of what art is. One who views art as art, and not a mindless chase for fame and wealth.

Pop culture can continue to impose its will to the masses, but it will not touch nor shake the beliefs of true art.