Anyone that know me knows that I do not particularly enjoy abstract art. I find nothing particularly noteworthy or appealing about a solitary black square or a potpourri of colors thrown together onto a canvas for no apparent reason.
During today’s discussion about A Room of One’s Own, there was one question in particular that I was troubled with. That question is, “What does Woolf mean when she writes “She may be beginning to use writing as an art, not as a method of self-expression’ ? What is the distinction?”
Up until now, I have always been told that all art, no matter how ridiculous, had meaning to the artist. So, I accepted that no matter how much I disliked abstract art, I would accept that it had some meaning to the artist. As such, my initial response concerning the aforementioned question was that art and self-expression are the same exact thing. I believed that all art is a form of self-expression. However, after I thought this, I had remembered one of the few parts of The Picture of Dorian Grey that I had actually read.
To open the novel, Wilde writes in the preface, “To reveal art and conceal the artist is the art’s aim.” Wilde goes on to mention that, “It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.”
Both of these quotes had troubled me because I had always felt the opposite. I had thought that art was meant to reveal the feelings of the artist, not conceal them.
After reading the assertions made by Woolf and Wilde, I realized something that I had not before, art is truly in the eye of the beholder. The perfect example of this is the art project that a child makes at school. To anyone else, the art is of poor quality and usually junk. However, to that particular child and his or her family, the piece of art is the best piece of art ever created and worthy of displaying. Furthermore, I realize that Woolf is correct, artists create art for the beholder, whether it be themselves or somebody else.
In terms of today, this issue has much relevance. In today’s society, for example, people seem to give no respect to art that they do not enjoy, myself included. After reading Woolf and Wilde, I feel that while one may not find a particularly piece of art pleasing, it is still appropriate for one to tolerate all art because all art is pleasing to a particular individual.