Thursday, December 27, 2007

Early AM Meanderings!

I find it a difficult thing to come to terms with. This thing we call the Internet. I mean first off it's a great way to meet people who you wouldn't ordinarily meet, but do we actually know the people we are communicating with? I mean the Internet is this BIG thing that seems to give us alternate identities which become sort of our alter-egos.

Don't me wrong I've met some interesting artists here on the web, and I think it has it's use, but the majority of the web is filled with nonsense, and just plain self indulgences. I've always subscribed to the belief that Grocho Marx once said, and that was "any club that would have me as a member I wouldn't want to be in", and that's what I see in the Internet. Cliques, groups, and porn. Is the Internet a great marketplace, or just a corporate whorehouse. I mean we now can get things twenty four seven, and have it delivered to us in a day or two. Is this commerce or is it just plain corporate commerce disguised to look like a democratized flea market.

I have no problem with companies selling their wares, but sometimes I just hate what I see. I voice my opinion, and what happens to it? It's drowned out by a million other voices, and some with a lot more deep pockets then me. There are examples of people who use the Internet to their advantage, and actually sell their products but at what costs. Do they make a profit? Are these authors, painters, and photographers heard or are their websites just ignored by the general public.

No this is not a rant from a failed artist. It's just a rant on an observation. It's always GREAT to hear peoples opinions, and have discussions, but I find that rare. No matter how enlightened we think we are I always wonder why we hide behind the computer and waste so much time looking at it. Wouldn't it be more productive to go out and MEET people. Maybe that's done to some extent. I have been to several meetings with artists, and it always is a great feeling to talk about each others work, and discuss what we are all doing, but the connections never last. It's what can you do for me, and if nothing then we move on.

There's a disconnect I feel, and I don't much care for it. Real life always wins because we all have to live, pay the bills, raise the kids, pay the mortgage, etc, etc, and etc. But sometimes I just wish we could rise above our own egos, and just say hello, and start a discussion.

Okay that's it. I'm done. Just a random thought early in the AM.

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