Nina wrote:LutherBlissett wrote:To a degree, Melville was fucking with his audience and publishers. Was he serving them? No, but the story is not some pure, inner expression. He's writing for an audience.
And, like, drama and satire and stuff. That's an art that tends to have some awareness of the audience.
This factor, I would like to disagree with.
Myself and a friend of mine, have been obsessively been creating "art" for a few years
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You'll notice I chose Melville, not an anonymous closet artist, as an example to illustrate my point. The example of Melville doesn't deny your existence. I can assert "X" without denying the existence of "not-X." Them's how logics work.
You'll notice I said "drama" and "satire." You can stage plays in your basement for your cat and write social satire for no one but yourself, but it is more often the case that these genres imply an audience. [/prick voice]
Rayj, plenty of people bracket any consideration of reception or context for their art. Others don't. If I'm stressing this other, it's because it's being denied or denigrated here. If someone, like Aneurhythmia, wants to claim the opposite, that
all art is produced with others in mind, I'd be just as quick to counter that claim, too.
I think a more expansive conception is justified, not a more reductive one. Meanwhile, if I build a hammer for personal use because it makes me feel good to build hammers--and I don't care six shits what anyone else thinks of my hammers--but someone else picks up my hammer and uses it to build a doghouse, or to chase a kid off his lawn, or to demonstrate to someone the value of tools or the superiority of physical force over rhetoric, there is a way in which my hammer has been put into service. Once out in the world it's anyone's to make use of. It "serves" purposes other than I intended. Why is art different?
If I hide my hammer away, then yeah, it serves no one but me.
You know, maybe I make a baby because I want a kid and I don't care what anyone says. Maybe someone points at my kid and says "this is what's wrong with America, right here, perfect example." Well my kid is serving someone else's purposes. Maybe my kid joins the military, if you want to get totally literal about "serving." I've gotta hide my kids away to completely stop them from serving anyone but me.