CW: Discrimination
So what is it you do?
Well I’m an artist.
Ooh can you draw me?
Not that kind of artist,
I write, I film, I act, I plan.
But how is that art?
#thingsidiotssay
Are you sure this is going to get you a job with lots of money? You may ask.
I don’t care about the money, I care about being a beautiful person.
What does art mean to me?
Art is something about beauty,
Art is something about grace.
Art is love
Art is life.
I was walking through the cultural centre and a friend said to me,
I hate all these post-modern experimental films that are shown on the screen.
Oh? I said.
Yeah I hate all this no story, artistic expression bullshit.
You mean like my specialisation then?
He shrugs.
So let’s talk about post-modern experimental art and what it means to me.
I don’t know if I want to go intro film or theatre just yet, all I know is I want to direct, produce, plan, manage, make, build, destroy and flat out be me.
This is what experimentalism is all about.
How can you follow something with a total lack of narrative you may say,
You aren’t supposed to follow it, I reply.
Experimentalism is artistic expression in its purest form,
So I don’t really care what you think,
This battlefield is completely wartorn.
The dancing ballerina represents my soul,
Jumping and spinning, running and twirling,
Falling down into the deep dark hole.
So you have no right to declare judgement on a not so mainstream style,
Even this poem is experimental a piece of my soul.
But hey,
You’re just another asshole.
The arts are a truly beautiful thing,
From writing to performing to designing to producing to everything in between,
No I won’t get a high paying job that will leave me with a lot of money,
But I will reach fulfilment through another way.
Who needs to be rich in the pocket when you you can be rich in the soul.
So to all the haters,
I have just one thing to say.
My art isn’t just in my fingertips,
It’s in my soul.
How dare you judge me,
How dare you try get involved.
Maybe you should try to get to know me better,
Instead of having such harsh things to say,
Maybe this could happen,
But until that day.
Fuck you.
