
Truth is a very dangerous word mediated by time, platform and culture. An unguarded innocence creates a paradox, elements that stick together and order what we can’t control.
Fixed cultural concepts of certainty are conceived to avoid madness. We crave to understand concepts as immovable truths. In the end, this leads to cultural stagnation and self-harm.
For security, society craves simplistic truths. Within art, we have the opportunity to express the repressed … art tests us. In its embrace, we can prepare for the real truth of life, entropy and change.
This horror is easier to embrace once it becomes abstract and not threatening.
Excessive classification and order constantly disregard life’s true complexities.
Al addresses complexity within its technology while giving us the outward experience of simplicity.
Cultured duality becomes the problem or the pleasure of identity, combined with the fear of the unknown.
People want to hold on to certainties to feel secure, but stagnant identities emasculate the human experience. Whereas to challenge identities opens up the possibilities for growth.
Artists must wrestle with the need to be complicit in late-stage capitalism, knowing it is the butcher of creativity or reject it at the cost of their economic resilience.
To consider entropic concepts, artists have to
hold the wolf realities at distance, as society holds in abeyance the horrors of climate chaos and war. Artist deal in abstracts to explain real world suppositious idioms.

Particle physics entreats us to believe we are not entirely real. A friend of mine is a professor of particle physics at Imperial College; before he explains to his students the true state of the universe, he gives them this trigger warning, “if you do not feel physically sick at the end of this lecture, you have not understood it!”
The universe does not behave as we believe; we have not grasped its sickness at first understanding.
The language of radical negentropy has been granted too much power and has become a hierarchical system of detachment.
It has now hidden in its use of technology, but in reality, it is the technology that uses us.
Interaction in particle physics claims objects only have validity and life when given agency if viewed by another.
Things don’t preexist; they are made real by another interaction.
How am I known to myself if I am not known to others? Not valid, not seen.

Art has tried to undermine the bourgeoisie while simultaneously becoming it, and in turn, the noir neo-bourgeoisie of late-stage capitalism has turned art into production.
Art assimilated into unlimited making, a paradox of STUFF entanglement. ‘To make’ is to establish authorship of a new unintentional creativity. Art now fights to become a psychological tool to describe the unknown. Ambiguity and ambivalence poison the creativity of enlightenment, and instead of a counter to the cult of control, art becomes its puppet—a symbiosis of trust and denial.
Al shifts that operation of live threat that escapes the touch of reason.
How we unmake that entanglement with the cultural cannon is to know the symbiotic materiality of signifiers. We, the jailers, have become the jailed.
We grasp at emerging technologies to give us context, a digital staging abstracted art from that of its original location, studio – gallery – online – virtual.
Compliance evolves from an over-reliance on a hierarchical system of signifiers, titles, brands, those that pass, and those that …. don’t.….
This undermines the essence of art.
Artists have compromised the fluidity of creativity and relinquished seeing the world that is unfathomable but still exists… art is in the process, not in its conclusion.
Everything you do as an artist is part of your art… what you say, what you wear, what you eat, how you speak, what you do IS YOUR ART.
Any work you make is an experiment: a circular practice yet an entropic reality of Truth.
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I have started a meditative reflection during Monday’s Art lectures. The above is my Dada-esque response to my art practice juxtaposed to the visual stimuli and auditory experience of Ana Genovés disquisition.
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