There are recurring questions that have been asked throughout the history of art.
The two simple questions I have in mind are:
What is art? And/or – what is poetry?
Perhaps I am least qualified to ask the questions, or offer an answer, as perhaps I don’t take either too seriously, or should I say: serious enough, as is the manner of some.
I enjoy both creative-expressions, but my spiritual aspirations are inclined to place art and poetry in the shadow category of less importance.
I may therefore, fail to get a listen from you, as you think of the artist or poet or art critic you hold in high esteem, and to whose opinion you turn quickly, and firstly, to help you form your own conclusions.
But in light of seedsinmotiontruthnart – and blogging in general, I thought I might explain.
ART – art for me can’t seem to get too far past painting. Although it would seem that painting almost needs re-defined as it seems it is becoming only antique.
With all that makes up the post-modern conglomeration of art-expression through conceptualism and any other ‘ism’ et al, painting seems to have transitioned from the place ofpremier expression in the upper echelons of the art world, to a secondary place.
Of course the pendulum is always swinging when it comes to ‘art-fashion’, and no sooner has the statement in my last paragraph been made, when it becomes redundant, in our eclectic ever changing hodge-podge art world.
So my: ‘art is painting’ statement is limited, uncool, retrogressive, etc. – however – once again one needs to add: i.e. ‘at the moment!’
For those who have followed this blog from the beginning and are aware of the changeover from ‘posted paintings’, to Christian writing, and for those who might be curious – my art at the moment seems to be pre-occupied in exploring the abstract (see above).
Even though painting in the art world, as in applying a physical substance to a physical ground seems to have taken somewhat of a backseat, it is somewhat paradoxical (though I admit it’s guesswork only, on my part), to state that I reckon that the manufacturers of art materials for painting – have never had it so good?
From what little I do notice as to latest trends – would I be right in thanking New York for keeping painting alive?
POETRY – well, here – I am even less qualified, as I am the exception that proves the rule, namely, that a good reader or a widely read reader, is a good writer. Or that a good poet has to be a prolific reader. I’m not an obsessive reader, by any stretch of the imagination, and certainly not a widely read one.
Guess I better hide in the same shadow of less importance, that I have placed my paintings and poetry in?
Here I go anyway, expressing what poetry is for me. Poetry is the enjoyment of words. I guess that’s about it – my raison d’être of poetry.
Poetry in my view, is not restricted to definitions of what it should be. I favour ‘words for words sake’ running parallel with ‘art for art’s sake’.
This can be dangerous I realise.
As when I write poetry it could be mistaken for profundity, when at times that is far from the case.
I’m just enjoying the expression of words.
At times profundity will be involved in the poem, but sometimes I will write at the other end of the scale, allowing myself to have fun.
Which will leave me disqualified from being taken as a ‘serious poet’. The other end of the scale verging on Edward Lear type ‘nonsense’.
Then again somewhere in the middle is the goal, but the enjoyment of words strung together, can be a major concern of mine.
Also sometimes I ‘play the part’ of the someone who is mentioned in the poem. Or the poem expresses a concept or view simply because it has emerged un-premeditated (as it were) in the course of writing the poem – as I juggle with the words.
An example would be a poem I wrote entitled: ‘The Biker’s Reunion’ – truth is I have never ridden a motorbike. (Apart from an off-road bike my son owned when younger, when one ride was enough for me!)
The person’s story in the poem may not be my story. The description I use of a particular scenario is simply playing with words. The conclusion one comes to as expressed in the poem, may be the opposite to my own personal opinion.
So what does that make it? Poetic fiction?
And so on…
There has to be a ‘…and so on…’ to cover all the possibilities of the varying ways poetry can be enjoyed and emerge from the pen.
In short it’s all imagination – sometimes with reference to ‘my reality’ but equally just as many times – not.
I enjoy words, and putting them together. That’s about it.
CHRISTIANITY – My Christian writings, however are a field apart. I seek the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I try to write things as I genuinely believe them to be.
I’m thankful to God for His enablement. I’m thankful to God for the ways He has opened the eyes of my understanding in the face of Jesus Christ. I know in part, according to scripture, but the part I know I hold dearly. I know what I have been delivered from.
And if my poetry does not reference directly – my spiritual life, this is because I have too much to say plainly and without apology when it comes to Christian Truth and if the poetic form is not my choice, it is because of my priority which is to make things clear.
Paul The Apostle speaking: Seeing then that we have such hope, we use great plainness of speech:
So in Christian writing – I write to pass on what I am convinced about, and so therefore mostly choose, straightforward language to do so.
I write as a scribe, teaching the Christian Gospel, without an over indulgence in wordsmith-ing.
I enjoy wordsmith-ing mostly, rather, through poetry.
Spiritually speaking – I’m called to be a scribe.
I pen what I come to understand from the scriptures.
But art and poetry are fun and enhance our everyday lives.
I cannot take my Christian writing seriously enough, as it is a matter of life and death.
I cannot take my art and poetry too seriously as it is to do with intellectual, visual and emotional enjoyment of life in this natural world and there is so much more to life – the afterlife.
Of course my poetry can have purpose and meaning, but I always bear in mind that ‘…the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God’. (I Corinthians 3/19)
Poetry and literaturedoesn’t compete with the weightier matters of spiritual life – in light of an awaited eternity.
So – suspect that in my poetry, I might have my tongue in cheek sometimes, at the same time you may also find profundity and reference to the truth as it overlaps into the spiritual, – or there again – not, as the case may be.
There is no fixed rule in art or poetry.
But I will continue to obey God and write for Him, while providing you with Poetic Interludes.
So in summary, my Christian writing is written that you might believe in The Lord Jesus Christ and through believing may have life in His name.
My poetry and art follow the dictates of imagination.
You probably know that the word church (Gk. ecclesia) apart from other nuances we might speak of – chiefly refers to those who are the ‘called out ones’.
The word sanctified – is to do with being ‘set apart’.
Called out and set apart.
Now of course men love to enter into all kinds of ‘disputes’ over original Hebrew and Greek words, and are often found to …strain at a gnat, and swallow a camel.
Apparently those who do so are …blind guides,
Matthew (Amp.) 23/24 You [spiritually] blind guides, who strain out a gnat [consuming yourselves with miniscule matters] and swallow a camel [ignoring and violating God’s precepts]!
Man loves to step into the debating chamber and skew these and other words to make them into all kinds of things.
One commentator, (Not a ‘skewed’ one as far as I know) writes the following. From which I glean he isn’t too happy with the word Ecclesia, or at least, maybe how he perceives what man can skew it to mean (?)-
He writes –
In the earlier Greek It was pronounced “ku-ri-a-kos” or “ku-ri-a-kon.” As you can see, this word doesn’t even resemble the Greek word “ecclesia” whose place it has usurped. In the earlier Greek It was pronounced “ku-ri-a-kos” or “ku-ri-a-kon.”
The meaning of “Ku-ri-a-kos” is understood by its root: “Ku- ri-os,” which means “lord.” Thus, “kuriakos” (i.e., “church”) means “pertaining to the lord.”
As far as I can see there is nothing wrong with this comment. But neither is there anything wrong with the message, – that the disciples of Christ form a body of folk who are ‘called out’ of the world system of spiritual darkness.
So let’s take both words on board (ecclesia and kuriakos) – what have we now?
Called out onespertaining to the Lord.
That’s ok with me!
The use of the word KISS – seems appropriate here?
KISS = Keep It Simple Stupid.
Let’s try. The church is the people. Not a building, not bricks and mortar.
The church are ‘called out – ‘ones’. Just like Christians are Christ – ‘ones’.
‘Ones’ are human. Followers of Christ are human beings, apart from the faithful angelic host who remained in allegiance to The Lord Jesus Christ.
The church – made up of individual Christians – refers to every individual on the face of the earth who is/are the true (the real thing) followers of Jesus Christ.
“Hello out there!You are part of my forever family, if you are a Christ-one. If you are set-apart, and you are amongst those who are the ‘called out ones’.”
Just think of it – you may not see my face this side of heaven – but you might get an invite to my mansion in the heaven of heavens, when we both arrive there! (John 14/2)
In case there is someone reading this who thinks to themselves – “What presumptuous self-righteousness! – to consider himself sure of heaven”
To think of oneself as so righteous and above everyone else that God is somehow obliged to allow such a presumptuous human being – entrance into His eternal abode – bah!
At this point the thought crosses the mind of yours truly –
“I wonder – if what is obvious to me is perhaps completely unknown to some readers”?
Namely my guarantee of entrance into the eternal heaven of heavens, is based on the fact that (metaphorically speaking) I have signed the contract – but God Himself is the one who has drawn it up!
There is nothing in me– no good work, no impressive noble thoughts, no wonderful behaviour, in fact in my flesh there is no good thing, that God could be remotely impressed by.
And yet I am going to heaven when I die!
Just one thing gives me entrance to His heavenly kingdom. Just one thing gives me ‘membership’ to the world church of Called out onespertaining to the Lord. Only one thing enables me to enter the place of being set apart, and only one thing has made me a Christ-one.
In a phrase – The cross of Jesus Christ.
But at this point I better end by allowing God to do the talking:
Let the redeemed of the Lord say so…
(I just did)! Redeemed and heading for heaven.
Much more then, having now been justified by His blood, we shall be saved from wrath through Him.
Justified – and I’m justified – in saying – heaven awaits me because I am told I shall be saved from wrath through Him. He (and His sacrifice on the cross) is the only thing I’m relying on.
Then Peter said to them, “Repent, and let every one of you be baptised in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins; and you shall receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.
(I did repent, I was baptised, my sins were remitted and I did receive the gift of the Holy Spirit)
No wrath to come, God with me now and for eternity, Justified, called out, set apart – and I have nothing whatsoever to boast about. Not even any good works that I do!
When it comes to heaven I simply receive the free gift.
My mind is blown – at this agreement I have entered into with The Living God!
Ephesians 2/8 – For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast.