Oops...I spoke too soon.

To the contrary of a previous post, I do not know what art is.I want to. I need to. I love you art. I have an obsession with art stronger than anything else. In the past, I have created works of art solely without meaning, rather I made visually pleasing images. I thought art was meant for entertainment and not to provoke thought amongst viewers. I still agree with this, but now I think I agree with the opposite as well. More and more I want to create work of art that have voices within the canvas fibre. New young voices that are saying things no other canvas is saying. I like to adding text with images, which I should have known instantly creates meaning. I now do. The alphabet is a series of artfully created images, that have an assumed meaning behind them, and when placed together in a certain commonly accepted sequence, their meaning becomes blatant. I once thought I could be like Andy Warhol, a creator of images, who simplified the art making process almost into nothing.  I am not so sure that is what he did. Or did he? I know he was a fascinating and complex man who wanted to make a commentary of American values and the concept of celebrity. What was his commentary exactly, I think need to keep looking. I want to be my own artist, but I want to understand Warhol, an important revolutionizer of art. Meaning behind art seems to be a recent practice. It was not until the painting of the railroad workers in the 19th century that artwork with subjects other than nobility and landscapes replicated with photographic quality were produced. In a sense I think I will always lean toward the "art is for entertainment" side. I listen to music for the beat, not for the words. I go the theatre to enjoy myself, not for social commentary. I look at art to please my eye's. Is it hypocritical (high-pocrytical) to want to create art with meaning, but not to want to have to deal with meaningful art from other people? For now this is what I will think, and if my art has meaning, then so be it, if is doesn't, aslo so be it. The End. 

Well that rambled.