I have always been fascinated with art and the artists who create it, and what drives them to do it. The fascination is rooted to some extent because of my scientific mind that relies on observations, measurements and proofs. Art, on the other hand, leaves things unexplained as if it has given up on the world as we understand, given up on the norms, which made me wonder about its relevance. With time, as I discovered more and more about the empirical nature of science, the dry and circuitous nature of philosophy, the tribulations of leading a life replete with conflicts, I started to experience art from a different perspective. I started wondering if art contains the answers, the answers that science, philosophy and my experiences failed to give because they left nothing to the imagination, nothing for me to contemplate on. Art in its ever incomplete thesis, forces me to look beyond my scientific, conditioned mind, emotions, prejudices and such, to rediscover myself.
So why am I rambling instead of getting on with the post, you may ask. I wrote the above lines to justify why I keep posting so much about art and more so about the artist. This being the last in the series might come as a relief though, hope you enjoy.
Just like the Adam and Eve
forfeited the heavenly Eden for a fruit
are we wired to go for the forbidden
the so-called sins and short-lived pleasures
or do we seek a permanent bliss
that the Gods didn’t intend for us.
Is beauty in this world an artist’s fleeting thought
or is it a reality he discovers from absolute nought
is art a figment of ephemeral occurrence
or is it a construct of empyrean permanence.
On a daunting mission
to find the answers
to everything he was told
he already knew
everything that is, will be
and forever hold true
privations in love, faith and trust
he willingly went through.
In the pursuit of capturing
the ubiquitous elusive eternity
he learnt to discern the beauty
in everything, not just the material entities
toiling hard to capture this vision
in a way to masses that he can share
his life was spent in numerous creations
all intending to lay that enlightened soul bare.
A song you think of
when you look into your lover’s eyes
a rapture in the silence
after the beats and the rhythm dies
a smile that creeps in
when you remember your kind, forgiving act
a forgotten truth that hits
as you close the eyes to open your intellect.
His desires were not wealth, fame
or to be a part of the worldly games
but, as you witnessed and felt his creation
he craved to be part of the experience too
so he could witness the latent bliss in his soul
infuse everything inside and around of you.
Forget him, he didn’t care
his life, his suffering he never wanted to share
tending to which the artist grew
his world slowly transforming
unlike the life that we all spend
in a constant struggle to oppose pain
in embracing it, relishing it
he managed to destroy or probably disarm
harnessed pain to create his art
and a sublime world that resonated in disdain.
As we face the work he has accomplished
we see the reflection of the progress
an evolution and a revelation of his pain, his aching soul
conscience clouding the inherent contradictions
a life he lived defying norms, in unfounded self-pity
as the creator, the audience and the critic he,
the sufferer embodied in a coalesced trinity.
Hopelessness of love
enhances its beauty
absurdity of death
gives life the meaningful brevity
calming refuge of faith
a trust in the unknown
such illusions expose us
with their tricks and such vagaries
rendering our existence meaningless
vulnerable, we adopt the facades and the lies.
A path from the void winding into nothingness
life triumphs in the journey to its ecstatic death
and a triumph of soul is in seeing through
the futility and despair of sticking to a faith.
Art delights in rejoicing
these illusions with a romantic defiance
life is all about embracing
the failure of reason and joining the artist’s stance.
When everything, including you breaks
or starts to seem like a futile fallacy
to console you, to salvage you,
his art he left as his prophetic legacy.