There is a kind of beauty in organized chaos. The chaos that takes place in the culture I have lived in, here in the U.S.A., is on a psychic level while the organization happens philosophically. More and more people are turning to religion as a way of chaos management. Vast amounts of content are spewed at us each minute of our awaken existence. The brain adjusts to the bombardment through societal programmed systems of categorization. We know that we should scrutinize this massive sundry list of technology, dogma, acts of persuasion, perversion and general base behavior. But, as we get caught up in the pursuit of the good life, we often forego scrutiny, succumbing to the day to day feeling of being overwhelmed. Besides, buying things makes us feel good. It is so much easier to let someone else figure it out and give us the roadmap or the quick fix. Why recreate the wheel? There is the Bible, the Qur’an, the Talmud, Scientology and all manner of books and philosophical movements that have figured ‘everything’ out for us. Why bother to think for ourselves. Lets all just “keep the faith”, we say. Why turn over stones when we have been told what is beneath them? Why think when someone else has already thought for us? As a side note, does it matter if none of the aforementioned books or movements ever mention how to deal with things like computers, nuclear weapons, global warming, Aids, bird flu? Or does some general word like plague sum all these things up? There are a great number who think these words and beliefs should be taken literally.
It seems that we live in an era of “Magic Thinking”. I find it very difficult not to see cynical beauty. I love to laugh and think that humor is our only salvation. The day we can no longer laugh at ourselves will signal our demise. Surface appearance is the ‘order of the day’ in our culture. It matters not the sensible and logical layers of content, only the surface appearance. This attitude pervades our culture, driven by the “quick fix” sensibility and powered by mass media and technological innovation. We are “star worshippers” in a profound way. Most of us love to identify with glamour. We are intrigued by the “rich and famous” and live through them vicariously if we can’t afford to be like them. The term “glam” has become almost as common in our lexicon as the term “fame”. If one looks the part, as attested to by the way we choose the leaders of our country, many care not what character flaws lie beneath, unless it is somehow concerning sex. This seems to be the one area in our society that is intensely charged. With this in mind, my work is infused with conscious as well as subconscious imagery pointing to the profound dysfunction around this issue in our culture. Sex seems to be much too real and problematic for many to deal with on an objective rational level in our culture. We tend to be extremely sophomoric around the issue and there is a tendency to drift, again, into “magical thinking”. As with many things intimately pleasurable and gratifying on a primal level, we want to legislate it, make restrictive laws, censor and place moral standards or forbid it all together. By contrast, the level of acceptable violence to one’s fellow human being is horrifying. Somehow a human body being blown to bits is much more tolerable than a woman’s naked breast. Earlier I intimated my observations of varying forms of acceptable insanity. This seems to be another example.
Superficially, the idea of public acknowledgement of sexual impulses is offensive to many, though gobs of natural evidence to prove that all of us have sexual urges. Meanwhile, implicit and explicit sex is being used all over the place to sell product. So the message becomes prostitution is fair game as long as it is used in a mass corporate way to reel in consumers, as long as you don’t show nipples, vaginas or penises (and certainly not the three together). The rules have something to do with the concept of “crudeness”. What could be cruder than a small percentage of the world’s population consuming more than ten times that of the rest of the world? This seems blatantly obvious though most of us would gloat and actually be proud of this subtle form of acceptable insanity. Hypocrisy abounds in our culture.