Paint and Elephants

If you had to define the word inspired, what would you say? If an artist was to say, "I was inspired to paint this canvas blue." What would your response be? Would you laugh at them? Is it possible that your viewpoint would change if you knew how long they had labored to reach that height of simplicity? Most likely the laughter in the room would grow to a chilling roar when the arist admitted to spending hours on end contemplating their next brilliant brush stroke, that later produced their master piece, a single blue canvas.

Then why is it considered art when an elephant smears paint all over a canvas? Did the elephant put thought into the colored chaos that is now worth millions? Could this elephant actually think its actions through? Selecting the perfect colors to paint a flower? Or was it guided through each task? Perhaps the elephant was really wondering how to get the peanut bucket from the annoying trainer who had spent the last hour attempting to coax it to "skillfully" paint a vase of flowers. What might it be thinking? Perhaps it has just finished plotting its absolutely brillant plot -to knock out the trainer in question and steal the bucked of peanuts...in so doing, the process of completeing such a task would cause paint to go flying and yet another amazing master piece would be created, quite by accident...go figure :)

Why can't an artist have the same amount of fun as a peanut starved elephant? Who really wants to paint pretty pictures, every single day? An artist might just go mad...occasionally even the most buisness like of artists has to enjoy a bit of fun, like filling various squeeze bottles with bright colored paint and having fun one afternoon... :)

Personally I think that would be a lot of fun...paint wars are enjoyable, especially when there are unsuspecting individuals present. :) And in that case i'd have to say that i was inspired to have fun :)

besides...elephants can't have all the fun :)

ideas

have you ever decided to do something daring...something that no one else can understand? but yet it makes perfect sense in your brain...

i have found that art is like that. Being an art major has its ups and downs...people generally don't understand you-expect you to dress a certain way and act a certain way...to believe in certain things...

but when you have to put together an art show that describes you...everything becomes new...because this is now reflecting you. How are you going to do it? well first you start with a theme...originally i was going to paint about Pohnpei and loved my time living there. But then there were so many other things that i wanted to paint - so i decided to choose things from around the world: a 24hr day. But yet things still didn't click. it didn't flow and it is very important that things actually flow...

suddenly it hit me...time zones! well duh, times zones cut the world into sections and that made perfect sense in my artistic brain...i think i have lost most of my friends...my teachers too...but they'll see...everyone will see on April 2 - how amazingly cool my idea was...

that being said-i've got lots to do...26 art pieces to finish...