Art comes in many forms whether it is through literature, a painting, or movies, people express themselves through their art as an outlet yet they become so attached to their pieces as if it were a living breathing creature that it can never hold up to their own standards. The works that each artist completes never really feels finished to an extent. There is always room for the artist to add or fix and give their creation life. they can never feel fully satisfied with the work they have accomplished.
Frank O’Hara’s poem of why I am not a painter shows how he truly is an artist yet he can never fully see himself as one. He sees his friend painting and to him it looks like he knows where he is going yet with his own work he cannot accomplish what he wants. He questions himself and his ability in the third stanza he talks about his work says “but me?” showing his insecurity about writing poems even though that is what he does. He writes about what he thinks using the color orange. The orange is a color that represents change of season from summer to autumn and is very vibrant. Also associated with a citrus it has a bitter taste to it. he shows how bitter he himself is with the poem when he cant finish writing it. he says “there should be so much more” and that the poem needs more words speaking of “how terrible orange is and of life.” Orange is a color made up of two others so it carries some of their qualities with it. While it is not as strong and as boisterous as red is it is still not totally cheerful as yellow is. The color is stuck at an in-between phase that yells but tries to stay come much like the way he yells at his piece and feels that it is not complete. Immediately after he finishes the first line of the poem about o...
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... goes on and on thinking of how they are just all dead and they mock her for it. She feels almost depressed by the fact that she can’t conjure up writing worthy enough for life in her own eyes. She gives up saying “But they are dead, and their mother near dead with distraction” showing even more how frustrated she is with her work.
Both poets use a different means as to show how they are struggling with their poetry and how they can never really feel satisfied with themselves. While Plath just gives up on her many works and attempts Frank O’Hara continues to add and add to his work in hopes that it will make it better just because it has more to it. what the poets do not realize is that they are able to make complete and whole pieces of art work yet they are sometimes too attached to them so they cannot see the true brilliance in the pieces that they have created.
The informal language and intimacy of the poem are two techniques the poet uses to convey his message to his audience. He speaks openly and simply, as if he is talking to a close friend. The language is full of slang, two-word sentences, and rambling thoughts; all of which are aspects of conversations between two people who know each other well. The fact that none of the lines ryhme adds to the idea of an ordinary conversation, because most people do not speak in verse. The tone of the poem is rambling and gives the impression that the speaker is thinking and jumping from one thought to the next very quickly. His outside actions of touching the wall and looking at all the names are causing him to react internally. He is remembering the past and is attempting to suppress the emotions that are rising within him.
... being driven out of her mind, so writing is one of the only things she can do to keep herself occupied. “I know I shouldn’t write but I’ve got to do something.She writes about everything that she is experiencing, and while every once and a while looks back into the past, she is usually in the present. This is written in first person point of view as well.
Art has been around for as long as humanity has existed, and it is much more than just drawings or paintings. Art is what every a person makes of it. Art can be drawings, paintings, writings, or even dancing, but never is it contained to just one of those things. As we explore just two aspect of art it is important to realize that there is no right or wrong way to look at the art. Art comes in many different forms, in which they are all interpreted a little differently by different people. For me, when I read a poem I do not instantly know what the poet is trying to say and I don’t find it as interesting, but when I look at a painting so many more thoughts comes and I can’t help by imagine what that artist was thinking while he was painting.
With the final lines give us a better understanding of her situation, where her life has been devoured by the children. As she is nursing the youngest child, that sits staring at her feet, she murmurs into the wind the words “They have eaten me alive.” A hyperbolic statement symbolizing the entrapment she is experiencing in the depressing world of motherhood.
According to Webster’s Dictionary, art is “human expression of objects by painting, etc” (10). The words “human experience” adds meaning to art. Artists reveal their inner thoughts and feelings through their work. When we study a painting by Salvador Dali, the strange objects and the surrealist background portrays the eccentricity of the painter. Some ideas cannot be explained verbally. They can only be shown via a medium. We can get across what is in our minds or our hearts by a stroke of a brush, a drop of paint, a row of words, or something else. But to express ourselves, we do not need to limit what we call art.
Whether it be writers, painters, sculptors, musicians, or photographers, artists all over the world have striven to show people their views of the world, of people, and even of the universe itself. Throughout history the creative urge of man to present to fellow men a different perspective or representation of life-or even the afterlife-has surfaced time and time again in the form of artwork. Sometimes it comes through genius and complexity, full of meaning and symbolism. Others, it is simple and void of any clear meaning at all other than that it is art. Soon, however, there became a point when the work of art was no longer something one could just look at and understand; the principle of the matter had changed. Art leapt from viewable understanding straight into the Modern movement where theory became art, and to understand it, one must know the theory it is based upon. Never was this more apparent than in the artwork of the abstract expressionist. Essentially, artwork is not art because of theory, and art based on theory cannot be creative or truly said to be art.
Even to those void of a formal art background, the world of traditional art is a realm held in high regard by nearly all. This elevation of art and artists is engrained into our culture, evident even in our own language – with common phrases such as ‘a work of art’ or ‘masterpiece’ used to express utmost skill and admiration. Yet, when asked to define art most would be clueless as where to begin, other than to perhaps describe feelings of awe at the skill of artists. However, admiration is a subjective matter so is clearly not a solid foundation for such a definition. To truly explore the definition of art, a fitting example would be to examine the work of French artist Marcel Duchamp and his famed ‘readymades.’ By placing these ordinary articles of life under the spotlight of a gallery, Duchamp shattered the traditional process of producing art that had existed for centuries, and subsequently triggered thinking about what constitutes as art.
...oire of poetry with a male personage acting as an opposing force. Her work is full of content hinting at her mental instability, yearning for her deceased father, and her desire to end her life. It can be understood that Plath had a sort of Elektra complex obsession with her father. In her personal life, it caused several suicide attempts (one every decade of her life) and her to seek another male to fill the role of her missing father. It was not until she encountered the poet Ted Hughes that Plath thought she had met her soul mate; it was also because of this fiery relationship that Plath tragically ended her life when she ended her seven-year marriage to Hughes after discovering his illicit affair. Ultimately, in her desperate and distressed state, Plath ended her life; she could not face her inner demons, and no one could truly offer her the support she sought.
The Narrator’s family treats her like a monster by resenting and neglecting her, faking her death, and locking her in her room all day. The Narrator’s family resents her, proof of this is found when the Narrator states “[My mother] came and went as quickly as she could.
When you love to do something, you want to do it every day, all the time, till you get sick of it. Even then that excitement and devotion to do it is still there. That is how I feel about art. I have a great passion for it. It is a form where I can express myself in a way words can’t.
Art is a medium that has no rules or requirements. Artists use huge arrays of strategies to convey deep messages and make the viewer ask new and unanswered questions. One of those strategies being “incompleteness”. As an artist myself I feel that every single piece of art has a degree of incompleteness. I could practice a piece of music for my entire life and as the performer I will always find something that I want to improve. Modern Contemporary art is even more so considered incomplete because of the technology we have today that allows us to change, edit, and reorganize our art. Instead of the piece of art being defined by its’ completeness the incompleteness of it becomes part of the art. My personal favorite piece of incomplete art is
[II] It is through Art, and through Art only, that we can realise our perfection;
Plath writes in seven line stanzas. She uses a unique rhyme scheme that changes from in each stanza. Occasionally she isolates one line in order to annunciate its meaning. She also uses enjambment to help stress the meaning of certain lines. Plath also like to use metaphor and simile in her poem. Lines nine and ten she uses simile when she writes, “Like an eye between two white lids that will not shut. Stupid pupil, it has to take everything in”. She is stationary in her bed and almost doesn’t want to see everything anymore but she cannot hide what is going on around her.
Imagine a painting of your life, what colors would be there? How would you show the different times in your life? Would you shade the areas where you had a hard time or use lines to show that? Being a artist that never truly finishes their work would be hard. When you are young, your enthused about painting. As you start to get older, all you want to do is visit with friends, so you miss that part of your life. Then you get back on track and work like crazy to make up wasted time. But you think to yourself “Will I ever finish my masterpiece or will it end when I do?”
Artist way of thought is different than the average designer. Artists usually try to develop a work of art with the intention of bringing an emotion viewpoint, instinctive feeling, and or state of mind. If someone has visible talent in the art field, it usually comes down to a natural born ability. When dealing with artist you have to understand their mentality. The artist mentality comes down to the artistic skills and abilities that the artist is born with. Everything the artist creates flows out naturally from their abilities they were born with and not just their abilities that they were trained...