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I don't really want to, but I feel a responsibility unpack the "rich" element of the topic abstract a bit.
My own final Barbestraw was dropped round about here. It wasn't the degree of offence, just the whle... vibe, I guess.
The topic of the way social privilege and access to an artistic career, esp. in the fine arts, came up in a Temple thread. A member noted for occasionally posting contentious material for his own entertainment made a longish, rather agressive post attacking this suggestion. Note the choice of figures from the history of art selected to argue against societal privilege as an advantage in an artistic career: the daughter of a noted photographer, the son of a successful composer in a position of considerable authority and repute... to me, these were obviously deliberate choices, selected to provoke a response. So I put in for a del., copy the text, flag the post.
And the response... looking at it now, it's still kind of unbelieveable. I tried to be cool about it, but it felt like falling into Bizarro World: here were all of these people agreeing that class doesn't impact at all on your chances of making it in fine arts? I mean, really? To me this is like the most obvious, axiomatic thing in the world. I guess I could have gone into the topic or art and privilege in more depth, but it honestly felt like explaining that water is wet, you know? And Haus had laid out a couple of examples in thread, so I let it go.
And then I went on that retreat thing, and stuff happened, and it was pretty awesome, and I didn't really look much at the B. for a while. When I got back there was all this weird stuff about how I was either supposed to be following that poster around with a broom or possibly that I was forming some kind of Axis of Uppity with another disgruntled former Barbeperson, not sure which. Oh, and some kind of veiled accusation that I was either mind controlling Lurid or that we're the same guy, although it's all kind of irrelevant at this point. And LN was starting to come to life, and the forum that the folks I was on retreat with run was pretty jumping, so I basically lost interest. I logged in every couple of days, voted on mod requests if there were any, logged back out.
I came back to the Convo to play with Stoatie, assuming that a few one-line joke posts couldn't do any harm, but then I had to go and look in that policy thread and then Googled "Barbelith dark stallion" and then there was this kind of twanging sound and I woke up with bits of spleen under my fingernails again...
Hah. Still can't quite believe it about that art/class thing. Oh well. Not my problem now. |
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