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The only responsibility of artists, writers or philosophers as such is a responsibility toward the question What is painting, writing, thought? If anyone says to them "Your work is for the most part unintelligible," they the right, they have the duty, not to take any notice of the objection. Their addressee is not the public and, I would say, is not even the "community" of artists, writers, and so forth. To tell the truth, they do not know who their addressee is, and this is what it is to be an artist, a writer, and so forth: to throw a "message" out into the void. Nor do they have any better idea of who their judge is, because in doing what they do, they also question the accepted criteria of judgment in painting, literature, and so forth. And the same goes for the limits that define recognized domains, genres, and disciplines. Let us say that they experiment. They in no way seek to cultivate, educate, or train anyone at all. Anything that pushes them to locate their activities within the game quite rightly appears as unacceptable.
I'm not sure how I feel about Lyotard's idea. On the one hand it establishes a radical creative freedom that is attractive to me and on the other hand it seems to undermine an important purpose if not thee purpose of creating a work of art.
Good point. I think Lyotard is over-correcting, but I can see the value of his idea. I would counter that it's hard if not impossible to ignore the tradition. Otherwise one is starting from scratch. Would we get the drawings that children make? It seems to me that historical inheritance is crucial. And if one makes it ones purpose to transcend this, one is still dependent upon that which must be transcended.
I would personally reshape the Lyotard notion into something like this. Pursue your personal sense of beauty to the utmost, without systematically rejecting influence.
But Lyotard might say that the art historian is forcing some grand narrative of art and fooling us into believing that both impressionism and surrealism were part of the same story when in fact they are two completely different stories and we don't need to understand impressionism to understand surrealism anymore than we need surrealism to understand impressionism.
Lyotard is talking about spontaneous message. Art has no history. The artist may question, the artist may proclaim but the artist can never answer...that is the job of the critic.
I see what you mean by the critic. I can only think to note that I view the critic as yet another artist, except this time a poet and not a painter/sculptor.
Actually I think I'm moving beyond Joyce's artistic ethic of "cunning, exile, and silence" or rather rejecting it.
I don't think the artist need be cunning, I don't think the artist need be an exile, I don't think the artist need be silent. Perhaps even the exact opposite can be the case - honest, integrated into society, and speaking.
(Actually this post is an final articulation of a sort of breakthrough for me. Enough with those 20th century definitions of the artist. Philosophy Forum is good stuff.)