The Universal Artist
Politics and art produced Soviet Realism, Futurism, and The Renaissance.
Political art excludes and divides what it seeks to contain..: people.
Passionate art is universally understood, and appreciated globally.
A passionate artist need not be a genius, but only to be in touch with his environment, his people, his universe; hence becoming universal.
True, the quality of a universal artist might sometimes be lacking, but unfortunately we are at a level of universal ignorance at this point in earth’s history.
The universal artist isn’t in a museum, nor must you pay to see him. He isn’t being acclaimed by pundits and scholars; more than likely he is being analysed by the state psychologist or security outfit.
The universal artist is universally understood and can be found anywhere YOU choose, the universal artist can be a product of circumstance or produce circumstances himself. The universal artist seeks to enlighten, not endow; to share, not take; to exhibit, not portray; to bridge, not to extend.
The universal artist is a global hero and will not be immortalized nationally in bronze statues or mini pewter figurines. Reality is the only adoration he receives, and for him it’s enough.
There is no explaining the universal artist, there’s nothing to explain; it’s all simple enough for even a heathen to understand… though criticized he will be, if even recognized at all.
The universal artist is hungry for life, for love, and for family; a universal family whose adoration knows no earthly bounds or ideological frontiers. A hunger that’s contagious, that triggers yet more hunger and even MORE hunger, until an artistic movement or fight is born.
The universal artist, simple as he may be, alleviates ignorance universally; though perhaps even he is ignorant to this fact.
The universal artist seeks no control, no spot at history’s dinner table, no drastic change, no nothing… just communication and an understanding which will bring him these worthless prizes anyway in the end, at the end of our ignorance.
