A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away.
Art Wars part 3.
Revenge of the Modern Art Movement.
No one, not even the Dark-side brethrens, had suspected that the conceptual clone wars turned out to be a preconceived and vicious masterminded plan to wipe out the arts of the old era. Once and for all, the total annihilation of the evolution of the old arts was now within reach of the Empire.
The invention of manifests gathered a lot of Dark-side conceptual artists into clone groups. And just as the Dark lords expected, one of these groups manifests presented itself as the solution for their problem. It was the manifest of the surrealists…
What started out as a conceptual movement to search for what they called: “absolute reality,” a sub-conscious place where dream and reality melt together, (For them the dream is the expression of reality, with all their visions and symbols hidden inside.) slowly evolved into a depicting-factory of things that people didn’t, or couldn’t recognise from this reality, or from their own experiences.
The Death-star of destruction, the Modern Art history, was ready for her final blow, as a wide scale operation was carried out as order 66. It mandated that from that moment on all art that looked like the images of the surrealists, or looked estranged from this reality, came out of the sub-conscious mind, and therefore was to be called surrealism, regardless of the true meaning or understanding of the work. This meant that if a person didn’t have the experience, or the imagination of the thing he was looking at, it must be treated as surrealism. And since the Dark lords knew that most people could no longer understand what they were looking at in art, they would encourage them to make up their own stories and to equalise it with surrealism.
In one quick sweep the reflection and so understanding of mankind was forced out of the arts, and this destructiveness covered the galaxy like a poisoned blanket.
Before the next millennium entered the vastness of space-time, the word surrealism was indeed used for everything people didn’t understand or couldn’t place in this reality. And as a final insult, this orchestrated surrealistic horror was then implemented in every form of art of the old era, and condemned even more art as plain surrealism. As if surrealism was a part of life since the dawn of mankind…
Now the few remaining artists of craftsmanship, style, and talent were totally lost. To survive now meant to make almost meaningless wallpaper without designing, or use of imagination. Because once a piece was presented to the outside world, its faith would lay in the majority of mankind, who stopped looking for a meaning or reflection, too keen to make up their own stories.
And while the restoring of the balance of the force, a neutral art market, looked as far away as the end of any galaxy, under an All-seeing eye, a beautiful girl was born as a boy……..
Jan G.Marque © 2008
De ogen van een dode schrijver, Jan G. Marque 2001.
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