Art, Vaclav Havel and Richard De Zoysa

Jokerman, in a comment to a previous post, asked for a post on the meaning of art. Hmmm. Felt a bit iffy writing about that sort of thing, due to a previously adopted resolution to avoid being abstract/impractical/generally faffing about. Then decided the post doesn’t have to be like that. I’d say anything synthesized through a creative process has the potential for being discussed as art. (Admittedly the definition sounds dangerously dodgy and would make, say, a space shuttle or a toilet seat potentially art. Well why not yer?)

Which brings me to Vaclav Havel. Why? Because he was a poet/playwright who led dissidents in former Czechoslovakia against an oppressive regime, won, and became president through a non-violent “Velvet revolution”. It also brings me to Richard De Zoysa, who was a bit similar, but lived in Sri Lanka. They found his body in the sea, in Moratuwa. He had been shot in the head and the throat, his jaw fractured.

What I mean is, Art can be pretty much anything, but the Art that rocks, for me, is the type that makes people change the world.

More soon.