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Understanding
the mechanisms of Art and recognising its limits have occupied humanity
since time immemorial. Anything that defies definition, like Art,
Friendship and the girl at the next desk to yours - all those definitions
of the greater world systems - has a quality which has not been investigated
fully. Though they can only show part of the object, they do achieve
a collateral result: that of describing the describer, often revealing
through his attitude a particular era or context. The talent used
to fascinate the reader, to such an extent that he is convinced he
has seen the invisible and expressed the inexpressible, gives life
to a very special form of art: the art of definition. To the Greats
of metaphor, parable, anecdote and epigram, we can add the forgotten
category of the specialists in definition. This short digression is
to relieve our conscience of the sensation of working in vain. If
we should fail in our attempt to define Art, at least we will be giving
a definition of ourselves.
We
could put forward a distinction between two forms of Art: Art which
was created as Art and Art which becomes Art. Certain objects are
in fact recognised as artistic by their creators themselves, while
others are given that surname by adoptive fathers. There may be a
geographical, sociological or historical gap which makes the artistic
value of an object invisible in the area, culture or era in which
it initially forms. A voodoo mask, for example, or a Totò film,
did not begin life as a work of art, but gradually became such in
our eyes. The expressive force of these products is revealed as we
move into a different culture or into a later age. The opposite may
also happen, as in the case of a certain type of court or academic
music, painting or literature, which must have delighted ladies and
gentlemen, princes and scholars in the past but is today no more than
an oddity and given little esteem. A corkscrew or a lock - everyday
objects created by humble hands - may instead with time reveal an
attraction and eloquence we could call art. This brings us to our
first principle: since Art is not what is felt to be such, it is defined
as such only because of its origin. Since Art is language, it is not
always immediately comprehensible to those who produce it or those
who judge it. Yet the greatest Art makes its first appearance as such
and remains so, becoming ever more exalted through the centuries,
like the Art of the Beethovens, Michelangelos, Leonardos, Dostoyevskijs,
Dantes, Van Goghs, Shakespeares and Caravaggios of this world. Here
we have something more, a multiplicative factor: the Artist. It is
not wrong to call a motorbike or a cigarette lighter a work of art.
The object becomes art because of its sublime proportions, or because
of the richness of its history or the poverty of ours, though it is
of course less expressive than a Rembrandt. So here's another aphorism:
Art is not democratic, but subject to inexorable hierarchies. To reach
its peaks the extreme qualities of a great personality are needed.
Some will judge this to be a concept in decline, but a knight's way
of thinking embraces a radical principle that frees us from the common
way of feeling. As regards Art, it is Form which defines a Content
and therefore achieves the supreme result only if taken to its extreme
consequences. The Poet goes straight to the essence of things, first
in life and then in his work. In some cases the two levels merge into
one, as we see in the attitude of the dandy. He is the connoisseur
of that most exclusive and self-sufficient form of art: the art of
living. Being both slave and arbiter of detail, nothing of what he
does is left to chance. The same law governs his choice of furnishing,
his house, his way of living and dying. The public is the canvas on
which he paints the shock he can create. These concepts lead us to
a third conclusion: not all Art is visible or may be reproduced. This
does not mean that no memory can remain of typically extemporaneous
arts like the Corrida or Elegant Life. On the contrary, its invisible
works remain alive for a long time in the memory of men and when they
vanish from individual memory, they remain forever in the collective
memory. According to our Charter of Principles, we declare our loyalty
to the conception of Living as Art. Those who find this obvious or
dated should forgive us: it would be much worse to be forced to be
original at all costs.
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