Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Abstract art

When was the only time you thought that something was very different. It could be something in the way you respond, absorb and understand. There’s depth, fear and a clear streak of genuine content too ! No matter how hard you try, it just doesn’t fit anything you ever saw before. Never found the right word or the right sentence to describe because it simply remains. It fills you and empties you all at the time. You sit in retrospect and sprinkle all you ever knew to decipher the heights and the depths clearly. To see patterns as usual. A picture speaks a thousand words. To read the picture and connect. Yet it remained elusive. The search to more clues is always ongoing in order for unsorted data to be sorted. It eats into all you do and all you plan to sort out for sure!  All of a sudden its all there when you decided to see a stroke that stands out clearly to define and name it. To pin the context.  Sometimes like a scary sonnet or sometimes sweet and sacred...all in one piece of art. You see all the colours- the high mountains, the quiet stream, the singing birds, the troubled waters, the happy brook, the ferocity of the branches that reach out from it...all off the same abstract picture! Nature has so many facets to show and its only a few that we play back into the picture we try and decipher. Its also a belief that its the nature that we see that shows in the picture too!
A machine at work. The orange ball is the thought that stuck out!



A scary one !



I thought were strands of hair. A dishevelled hair !
 
Entwined in thoughts and purpose.
                         
While on a stroll through the school gallery, there are many pictures that tell many tales. I could quickly make the lines. The abstract art piece is the one that disturbs you and pulls all strings together to make a picture in your mind. The artist here has used the shades and strokes with a reason and I believe a good one to justify unto himself what he intended to paint, was of value and substance. When we walk away you took with it only the meaning that you attributed to it. Its not easy, people, to make things in this world that are of genuine value and meaning. It sometimes remains stuck with the artist and never reached the altar. It’s the artists’ mind that reflects on the picture . Nothing more and nothing less! Atleast what you thought the artist wanted to. There are a million interpretations to what we know and how we know but what is, hasn’t changed in the picture. Sometimes nothing changes the way you have seen the picture not even an artist who saw the picture with you. This abstract description was meant to show the 'Unknower' I remain in Art as an area of knowledge! So much to aesthetics and my art classes!:)
The mind by large is the only supreme judge of all that it sees. It kindles the thoughts to make jotted points. It painstakingly understands the sketches it sees .The rays of thoughts have been dabbed, dipped, stroked and visualized even before you have read the label below this abstract piece. No label too! Such is the power of the senses. To read what is seen and unseen. Its beyond the comprehension of an individual to understand how the mind comprehended. That conception happened now, but the inception, a good while ago. It read the things that were in sync, in which symmetry was seen and all that there was on the same vibration only. The rest remained unlabelled and sometimes not worth filling up with thoughts.' I couldn’t relate to that bit' we would  say. Or may be we could and never tried to!
The journey through the gallery can bring many ideas to the table, ultimately. It did and always will kindle the mind as it is an experience in complete isolation. Its like a constant query for the truth. The unlabelled piece  leaves me to say what I want on it . It’s the freedom and the liberty it gives me to christen it and understand it at my will . An interpretation that remains liberalized and has for me broken all frames and fences that were once defined as boundaries of thought.  Within the confines of the mind I found the best way to answer the puzzles of the picture.That’s about abstract art…. that keeps many a people like me who can barely draw a straight line still thinking about the abstract picture that hangs on my mind’s wall!










3 comments:

  1. I never knew there was so much to abstract art thought process. Probably the last line of " STRAIGHT LINE" applies to most of us. Really envy people who can express their ideas so well. This post is very interesting and much more interesting than the pictures shown. It is the best post that I have read in a long time !!

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  2. It's true, no one can ever know what the artist's perception of his art is unless he says so ! My husband does a lot of abstract art. Its more interesting to watch him paint-his mind doesn't seem abstract, when painting he knows exactly what he's painting.

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  3. @Murali: I am sure a lot of people fall in that category. Afterall whats about a straightline. Nevermind if we cannot draw one if we could anyway see the beauty of the art!
    @Pallavi: Never knew your husband was an artist. Abstract art is truly abstract for people like me who cant see beyond colours in them!

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