Michael Boles, Aborealis, 2005. Aluminum, bronze, and marble. 69" x 58" x 1." Available for purchase–please contact the artist. |
The more I am
involved in the making and teaching of visual art, the more I realize just how
much I really don't know it. In the world of today's "cutting
edge" art, the simple things in life, such as structure and composition,
appear to have become dead end streets. Why bother developing the visual
aesthetic of a work when the trendy belief is that the merit of today's art
lies in its ability to stun? I find the whole thing quite tedious and
similar to how I feel about people who enjoy making spectacles of themselves.
I am the first
to admit the importance of pushing one's artistic paradigm; we as a species
require change, advancement, and renovation to appease our omnipresent
curiosity. We also have the tendency to make things much more complex than
they need to be. As an image-maker, I also must follow those directions
that present themselves to me, and as time would have it, information
availability doesn't necessarily make things any easier. (Blinders don't
seem to be an option!)
My personal
"aesthetic charge" comes from unraveling materials and reconfiguring
them into some kind of new order. The act alone is often enough; other
times the substance of the work presents itself to me in a much more
philosophical manner and informs me about myself. My work is meant to be
looked at, not to guide, train, or shock into oblivion.
Composition
denies chaos and is the basis of the physical order within which we live. It
embraces us in every aspect of our society; the variety fluidizes our individual
and collective self image. We live in compositions. We wear, listen
to, and eat compositions. The structure imposed by composition is
inescapable. As image-makers, our ability to logically manipulate
structure, content, substance, and all other facets of composition is what
separates us from all those other non-image-makers. The result of these
activities become a language in and of itself, and falls more often than not
within the realm of pure aesthetic.
As an artist,
it is hard for me to imagine the difficulty faced by the artistic avant garde
at the turn of the twentieth century as they wrestled with issues of art that
are second nature to us today. These pioneers inadvertently developed incredibly
shocking compositions, an example being Malevich with his White on White of 1918. The legacy
produced by those modern artists from 100 or so years ago is still with us, and
those works that we now revere in a historical as well as an aesthetic sense
were produced by a breed of rebels who chose to challenge the traditional
paradigm of image making. Those challenges are continuing to this day,
although the borders of the paradigm have grayed considerably.
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