A decade of artist and a new generation of “how can I” creative minds think less than the origins of our masterminds. A classic twist, of turning nothing into something without girth is the world’s now greatest minds, taking away the brilliance from the likes of Albert Einstein, W. E. B. Dubois and Hemingway. Our originality is so far gone our heroes have changed from an intellectual to uneducated mindless fraud.
The word artist is viewed more as a musician, vocalist or singer rather than a painter. Picasso was called an artist, Miles Davis a jazz musician. At this point in their lives an era changed. Both men were known as has-beens and useless creativity, but today’s insolence has grown far worse Today the word artist has expanded to all genres of arte attributing newer forms, as computer and media. How did the word get so mixed up and why? Did we co -create the concepts before underling the product as creativity. What I am trying to say is, we laid eggs without chickens and eat non-chickened eggs and look for substance rather than nourishment have we gone mad. Our words now rely on urban soliloquies that degrade and make mock of our humanity so therefore our creativity followed suit.
Can we allow ourselves to do better? Can we recreate the wheel, the chariot, the car, the plane, and then stop at the space shuttle? Can we create something for a new generation to look forward to, rather than to just be stuck on a new wave of in your face media? Currently everything has become so mobile. Constantly we relied on our computer and other media devices, one after the other, we are losing ground in society. Our day to day interests are now lost. We don’t read books, magazines, or listen to records; it’s all on one device. Dressing nicely has no longer been a concern. This state of mind will one day be all behind us, yes, but we are starting to look like what we despise most, the walking couch potato.
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