Wednesday, October 30, 2013

The Four Perspectives of Art

How do different people perceive art?  This question has troubled me for a long time and I finally put some effort into finding the answer.  When I say art I don’t just mean paintings and sculptures though.  I am talking about movies, books, music and video games as well.  After putting some thought into this topic I came to the conclusion of there being four different stages someone can be in.  With everyone starting in stage one and ending somewhere before five.
The first category is where everyone starts off.  People in this category will feel “as one” with the character depicted in the artwork and will feel a strong emotional tie to whatever happens.  Lets make an example out of Dora. In the beginning of just about every Dora episode some sort of conflict occurs.  Nothing major though because if there was then the 5 year old watcher would get depressed.  How about we have her lose her scarf.  Then Mr. Map tells her where the scarf went, which gives the viewer a sense of relief.  After that she conquers all the obstacles, which gives the viewer a sense of accomplishment and finally she gets her scarf back; giving the viewer a sense of reward.  That pattern is typical in all child shows and books because they are in stage one and can’t handle loss, but also get strong positive emotions from happy moments.
Stage two of the perception of art is typically found in people that are teenagers or maybe a little bit older.  People in this category “take a step back” from the main character and those strong emotional ties that limit, and enhance stage one.  People in stage two can handle sharp emotional turns and catastrophic events that would make category one people hide under their bed and cry.  People in the second stage are also thrill seekers.  They look for something that can give them the strong emotional feelings that they use to have in stage one. Either through suspense, horror, or action.  Sadly stage two plots vary so greatly that I can’t give even a general example.
Stage three is more of a transition stage than anything.  Most people don’t ever make it to  this stage and sort of hover between stage two and three.  People in this stage typically play the role of an onlooker.  Not really attaching themselves the character at all but simply observing because they think that maybe they will come across a movie that can give them the thrills from stage two or the joy from stage one.  People that do get to this stage almost always graduate from this depressing stage into stage four before too much time passes.
Stage four is the final stage that a person can possibly be in.  People in stage four are masters of the piece of art they are looking at.  For example, a movie director would be in stage four for movies because he/she would be able to say “I liked the way they that scene was backlit, I should do that.” or “That character really drew me in.  I should try that.”  Instead of actually putting themselves in the movie or book, stage fourers look at the art as a critic would.

In a nutshell all this piece says is that people fall into categories when they look at art, but I found this topic interesting and meaningful.  Hopefully when you walk away from this piece you will not immediately forget all of this information but rather digest it and think about these concepts next time you are bored.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Mr. Chipmunk

Authors Note: This is a story that I wrote for my narrative piece.  Enjoy!

So then.  You want a story and I will tell you one.  Our story begins on a cool breezy day in the middle of a random prairie located somewhere on earth.  In that prairie there was a chipmunk.  This chipmunk wasn’t just any ordinary chipmunk though.  It was a special chipmunk.  Instead of the normal 10,000 hairs a chipmunk has, this one had 10,001.  Why this matters you might ask?  It doesn’t at all.  At least not to me.  But it did to him.  To Mr.Chipmunk that one hair was the most important thing in the world.  That hair allowed him to pretend that he was a prophet and get all of the other chipmunks to serve him.  Well one day he lost that precious hair…


On said cool breezy day Mr.Chipmunk got out of his bed and began to groom his precious hair -
because everyone knows chipmunks have to look nice.  Once he finished his grooming and other morningly tasks like brushing his two teeth Mr. Chipmunk decided that because it was such a nice day he would go to the thistle monument and enjoy the morning sun.  Upon his arrival at the monument two nice little chipmunks came and asked him for his pawprint.  Mr. Chipmunk of course agreed because, why wouldn’t he help out these two little admirers.  Sticking his hand in some pinesap Mr. Chipmunk carefully put his hand on two leaves and, after ensuring that both prints were identical he handed the leaves back to the kids.  Continuing on his way Mr.Chipmunk finally arrived at the monument.  While he was looking at the monument one of his very precious hairs got stuck on the monument.  “No,  not my hair!” exclaimed Mr. Chipmunk loudly.  No-one was around to hear him though and he had to figure out his problem by himself.


After spending a couple of hours shouting and trying to get any random passerbies attention Mr.Chipmunk deciding to just yank his hair out of the thorns and hope for the best.  After several countdowns and many failed attempts he managed to free his hair from its prickly prison.  What he didn’t realize was that one of his hairs was missing.  At least, not until later.

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Years passed and Mr. Chipmunk grew plump and old, feeding off of others work while doing none of his own.  He still pretended to be a prophet and even prevented Chip War III.  Other than that nothing happened in his life until he was almost dead.


On his deathbed King Chip the II declared that he wanted Mr. Chipmunks hairs counted so that he could document his status as a prophet.  Acting on this order three chipmunks came forward and counted his hairs but all three of them came up one hair short of the 10,001 and declared him as a non-prophet.  Seconds after they declared that Mr. Chipmunk died a disgraced death.