Sunday, February 11, 2007

Against my better judgment, I open myself.

[methodology]

I trust the process—research, collective critical analysis, emergent forms from visceral object making, alternate views that manifest themselves via found objects, questioning my assumptions about the nature of things, and daily writing. But most importantly I have found that if I force myself to remain open, open to alternate views, open to outside direction, I learn. To learn requires me to make mistakes, to be wrong. By allowing for failure, attempting to not avoid that which hurts, I am able to explore new things in that illusive space were sense and nonsense become interchangeable. This type of experimentation surprisingly often produces something quite coherent. Openness also allows me to recognize the herd (the mechanical human drone state which avoids painful mental, physical, and social conflict resulting in a deadening of the potentiality for change) and to navigate to its outer edges. I cannot avoid the herd (I am the herd); I cannot avoid culture (I am my culture). But on the skirts of the herd, my movement and exploration is less hampered by cultural dictates; more options are available to me; my assumptions become more transparent. I cannot fight the system. But I can learn to spread my proverbial wings and glide within the existing currents; flicking my wrists to alter my path. Openness, even when everything within me screams “NO!” improves me. Without it, I would remain the same. And what a boring life that would be.

2 comments:

Dean said...

Yes, but are you open to the "boring life," to experiencing the closed routine. Always being open to the new, the exciting exposes you to the fresh and different but it also feeds into the restlessness of the culture, of its cultural attention-deficit disorder.

The greeks advocated everything in moderation. I suspect that they also believed that even moderation should be practiced in moderation. The Dionysian\Bacchanalian festivals seem (to me) to be evidence of this.

Can you be open not only to the new, the unknown, but also the old, the familiar, the comfortable?

Can you re-present the present in such a way that we see it anew?

Kathryn Kelley said...

My own entropy leads me to closed static chaos--a closed routine would be my norm. Alas, I must pry my arms and mind apart from this state.