Gotta say I agree with this. (And I do realize Michael was not contradicting anything I said.) It's vaguely like a general-of-the-army who, though concerned about his campain-plan, is, in this particular engagement with the enemy, taken up solely with tactics.
In a message dated 2/20/09 7:47:56 PM, [email protected] writes: > On Feb 20, 2009, at 7:35 PM, [email protected] wrote: > > > I've never seen a dance in preparation, but I've seen operas and > > plays rehearsed, and a full-length feature movie with stars directed > > -- and the word 'aesthetic' never arose > > > Sardonic art school quip made while walking into the studio: "Let's go > make art." > > If you keep one eye or ear cocked to monitor whether you're making > art, or music, or something aesthetic, you're not paying attention to > the right thing. To use a metaphor from the popular sport of baseball-- > pardon me, William--you're swinging for the fence. > > And paying attention to the "aesthetic" quotient betrays a fundamental > lack of confidence in yourself. I never never doubt that what I paint > is artful, is "aesthetic," or some high-tone word. But that's not what > I paint. This is a "When Plato Met Aristotle" moment, as told by an > existentialist. The painting is what is painted. The dance is what is > danced. I've thought of many paintings that I never wound up > painteing, and those paintings-in-esse are, actually, not paintings at > all. > > | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | > Michael Brady > [email protected] > > ************** You can't always choose whom you love, but you can choose how to find them. Start with AOL Personals. (http://personals.aol.com/?ncid=emlcntuslove00000002)
