art in a time of crisis
“Prelude to Alice“ (1955)
Charles Blackman
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in all the fallout from the very early
reactions still to the present global
crisis, self-isolation, a retreat from
the, not only usual but consolidating,
aspects of our communal interactions,
there remain effective manners of
dealing with this sea, this profoundly
existential, change we are viscerally
experiencing
a social animal is being asked to
eschew – Gesundheit – social contact,
this is not an inconsequential ask
religions might’ve earlier been common
recourses for many believers, but the
restrictions on assembly are already
impeding such solutions, we are left,
therefore, to find personal answers to
our prescribed isolation – what do I do
with my time, how do I subsist when
my supports are disintegrating
let me suggest immersion in the lessons
art has bequeathed us through the ages
it isn’t a bad time to review, for instance,,
the majesty of Homer’s Iliad, Ovid’s
Metamorphoses, his interpretation of
the origin of the world, its genesis,
Shakespeare’s tragedies, Beethoven’s
transcendental music, since many of us
are confined to our homes
rather than rue, bristle, use our time, I
suggest, to contemplate, learn, discover
in looking for flowers recently, for a
friend who’s undergone her own
private agony, unrelated to the
recent international medical crisis,
I fell upon, again, the magical
inventions of this utterly inspired
painter
like many other, even celebrated, even
revered, artists, this, however insulated,
however apparently isolated, visionary,
with the strength of his inspiration,
gives weight to the power of mere
poetic passion, a thrust towards what
is thought of as beautiful, however
individual, suggesting that each our
own aesthetic is of value, when
fervently followed, pursued,
check him out
meanwhile, I’m learning to sing, creating
a repertoire, what have I got to lose
R ! chard