Friday, November 6, 2009

Wait- What?

Cubism a glorified art movement, which I despise with every molecule in me, has really got me thinking lately. Fragmentation, pieces, perspectives, representation. Are we not all just mere representations of humans from different view and perspectives? Splices of personality put together like a puzzle to create the contents of what is held inside our names. My current life has my thoughts wandering to these juxtapositions. I lay out different splices of information to people, selectively chosen for each person, snippets of information which all lead to the main hub. I am leaving fragments of myself all over the place so people can never put me together. Perhaps with all these pieces of me people can put together a different representation, maybe one in my favor. I think we are all on that journey to our personal meccas of a perfect representation of ourselves.

Juan Gris

On a larger scale, don't fragments and pieces make up our entire lives. Money for example, its a tireless fight to get enough to finish the puzzle. The American dream tells us to keep finding and earning those tiny little pieces to reach happiness, that which is defined by a house, a car, and 2.5 kids. Retirement- the end of a hard fight, the ultimate "relief" or relaxation. Isn't retirement just for the miserable? If you truly love what you are doing, you never want to stop, its a life journey in itself. Society pounds in these ideals of the 9-5 job and the mindless, non-questioning attitude so many people share.

1 comment:

  1. I do this exact same thing. It makes you wonder where the authenticity lies. Is it the space between? The things people don't see, touch or feel? Does that defeat the purpose?

    This is good, real good.