I am trying to find some similarities between great work of art for example a painting or a play, a poem or a TV series. Upon a little closer look it seems that all great work of art manifests a similarity of addressing unknown with an exploratory eye and mind. Things which are often overlooked by a common eye which even with his frailest attempt an artist can never overlook.
How many landscapes I have kept looking years after years without noticing any sensual flow within them. Maybe Monet was stunned by a possible imaginative wave like music or a flow of pattern or color or something flowing among the flower fields which made him admire them. He looked at them so passionately that his paintings feel like no other artist's. I am not much into literature but perhaps same happened with Shakespeare.
Another interesting fact is the heightening of senses of an artist by being promiscuous like in case of Picasso, a person was always on a creative adrenaline. And being promiscuous only added as a catalyst to being more creative, to experience new stimulation and notice things with that finer eye.
The most important of all stimulants is the internal stimulant, where the artist churns out masterpieces which are conceived beyond perception of sight and mind. At this stage the artist reaches a new level of thought creativity. He takes clues and hints from the physical world but his mind speaks a language of his own. He meander around in his own space, distorting things from reality and just taking small bits and parts of it just enough to fertilize his creative escapades.
He at this stage becomes responsible only to his self and always tries to improvise on his own restricted thoughts by being more creative.
Alas, you see then why not all can be artists and artists can quit becoming a commoner.
How many landscapes I have kept looking years after years without noticing any sensual flow within them. Maybe Monet was stunned by a possible imaginative wave like music or a flow of pattern or color or something flowing among the flower fields which made him admire them. He looked at them so passionately that his paintings feel like no other artist's. I am not much into literature but perhaps same happened with Shakespeare.
Another interesting fact is the heightening of senses of an artist by being promiscuous like in case of Picasso, a person was always on a creative adrenaline. And being promiscuous only added as a catalyst to being more creative, to experience new stimulation and notice things with that finer eye.
The most important of all stimulants is the internal stimulant, where the artist churns out masterpieces which are conceived beyond perception of sight and mind. At this stage the artist reaches a new level of thought creativity. He takes clues and hints from the physical world but his mind speaks a language of his own. He meander around in his own space, distorting things from reality and just taking small bits and parts of it just enough to fertilize his creative escapades.
He at this stage becomes responsible only to his self and always tries to improvise on his own restricted thoughts by being more creative.
Alas, you see then why not all can be artists and artists can quit becoming a commoner.
