Thoughts On Stolen Movies and The Meaning of Art
I got this question in my email this morning from my Kubert School Yahoo Group made up of early QBs that went to school in the old Baker Mansion.
Was it really twentyfive years ago that we sat in the dark of the Rockaway Cinimas and thrilled to Ridley Scott's BLADE RUNNER?
I think I saw Blade Runner in New York, just like Star Wars. But well I remember the Rockaway Six plus another lesser 6 tacked on out in the parking lot that ran older funky films.
About once every 2 months I would work out a time table with the movie listings and dress is a way that I could change my look by adding or removing outer clothes and I would see all six of the movies at the Rockaway for the priced of one. Out side of books that was my only entainment.
Shame on me. But I was making decisions between food and art supplies at the time and was down to a weight of 5 pounds less than my high school weight of skin and bones (and I had grown another 4 inches taller during my 7 years of college). I could crawl through a 12 inch by 12 inch square hole and often did. It let into the broom closet in the hall from my bathroom. My own secret escape route.
What is this madness called Art? Why the hell will people go through so much just to be able to do something that chances are they are not going to be paid that well for doing?
An artist puts in more study than a doctor but nobody goes up to a doctor and says I can`t pay you for this processor but I have another operation coming up in 6 months and there will be lots of money for that one and anyway this will be real good for your portfolio.
Maybe if artists held a knife to our peasants and waved the fear of death around like doctors do we could get paid the big bucks that what we do is really worth?
Still, there are people lining up at all the art schools. Signing up for this life style. I look out over the new classes and know that maybe 15 - 20% will stumble by being artists just getting by. Maybe one class out of every 3 classes, if I am really lucky, will produce a student that will make a big name and maybe a comfortable living. (More like 1 out of 5 or even 10)
Strange, I talk to a lot of artists that have stayed the course and are still fighting to make ends met and they all seem fufiled if not happy. There is a core of joy around the making of art that fulfils them/us all.
Okay, there are the prima donna artist types that have burned all their bridges in the industry and can`t figure out why they can`t get a job and are bitter as hell. But even they get joy out of creating art. Most artists get that joy out of their art. Believe me, there is no other reason to be an artist.
Was it really twentyfive years ago that we sat in the dark of the Rockaway Cinimas and thrilled to Ridley Scott's BLADE RUNNER?
I think I saw Blade Runner in New York, just like Star Wars. But well I remember the Rockaway Six plus another lesser 6 tacked on out in the parking lot that ran older funky films.
About once every 2 months I would work out a time table with the movie listings and dress is a way that I could change my look by adding or removing outer clothes and I would see all six of the movies at the Rockaway for the priced of one. Out side of books that was my only entainment.
Shame on me. But I was making decisions between food and art supplies at the time and was down to a weight of 5 pounds less than my high school weight of skin and bones (and I had grown another 4 inches taller during my 7 years of college). I could crawl through a 12 inch by 12 inch square hole and often did. It let into the broom closet in the hall from my bathroom. My own secret escape route.
What is this madness called Art? Why the hell will people go through so much just to be able to do something that chances are they are not going to be paid that well for doing?
An artist puts in more study than a doctor but nobody goes up to a doctor and says I can`t pay you for this processor but I have another operation coming up in 6 months and there will be lots of money for that one and anyway this will be real good for your portfolio.
Maybe if artists held a knife to our peasants and waved the fear of death around like doctors do we could get paid the big bucks that what we do is really worth?
Still, there are people lining up at all the art schools. Signing up for this life style. I look out over the new classes and know that maybe 15 - 20% will stumble by being artists just getting by. Maybe one class out of every 3 classes, if I am really lucky, will produce a student that will make a big name and maybe a comfortable living. (More like 1 out of 5 or even 10)
Strange, I talk to a lot of artists that have stayed the course and are still fighting to make ends met and they all seem fufiled if not happy. There is a core of joy around the making of art that fulfils them/us all.
Okay, there are the prima donna artist types that have burned all their bridges in the industry and can`t figure out why they can`t get a job and are bitter as hell. But even they get joy out of creating art. Most artists get that joy out of their art. Believe me, there is no other reason to be an artist.
posted by Larry Loc @ 2:47 PM
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