If my nerve holds up, I have a good fifty years left to establish my place in time. Maybe I'll do one or two of the following things to keep myself busy.
- Realtime documentation of how art is affected by gravity
- Nature as something that does not exist in the world of art // Culture as something that does not exist in the natural world // Finding a middle ground.
- Painting as an expensive, time-consuming, and ultimately self-defeating preoccupation // the self-referring reference to defeat all other self-referring references // three-deminsional, meticulously painted, functions as both painting and sculpture (either being undeniably traditional), one subject matter that can be perceived as either esoteric or exoteric, depending solely on the viewer.
- Does the possible sustainability of photography, video, and other digital media denote the dawning of a new era? // How does this affect the "art" experience? // viral distribution of art / art as pandemic / provoke an outcry: "Where does it end?" // testing the patience of the viewer, thus testing the limits of art (assuming there are any).
- A call for progress - invite artists to pioneer the next great frontier, art as science, and vice versa // art for the posthuman: defining the baseline, staging a conquest, and paving the way for other transhumanists (present and future) // promote transformational activism in the bloated, transcendental art-realm.
- How obsession affects the artist and, subsequently, the work they produce, while acknowledging the obsession as a self-imposed, psychological construct // Forcing obsessive behavior in order to perform a sort of self-sacrificing experiment // a nod to outsider artists.
- Lofty goals: Grand, imposing machines that do not function - How and why do these things provoke an emotional/intellectual response? // The idea of "resolution" as a motivator // Science fiction as prophetic thinking.
- At what point does art become punishable? (launching point: United States - to eventually be compared with other regions of the world) // "It's just art!"
Or maybe I'll drop out of school and write cheap, paperback romance novels until I am tragically overcome by a case of chronic paranoid schizophrenia. Either way, I do hope I am able to keep my peers amused with my erratic bursts of enthusiasm and unrelenting need to analyze everything.