I’m a person (like many others probably) that is
easily put off by clichés. They are so unimpressive and sometimes (like many
others) I can get super brutal in pointing that lack of originality out. I mean
I think that playing Christmas music at Christmas is super cliché. Yeah. So
unoriginal. Teehee.
How cliché is the whole new year movement? Very. Yeah,
even the end of the year, beginning of another year blog posts that swamp my
newsfeed ( including this one). Still the biggest reason for me mostly is because
of how unfoundationalised it all is. The direction, the celebrations, the
resolutions. Let’s lose weight and let’s make more friends, all the while not
slacking on those javas meals, you are even in the Selfie Competition for the 30
day dinner, and all the while retaining social media as probable platforms for
friendship formulation. Nope. It’s just so typical of humanity is all. So
flawed. So predictably fallible.
The French poet Gerad de Nerval once said, “The
first man who compared woman to a rose was a poet, the second, an imbecile.” Wikipedia
describes a cliché is an expression, idea, or element of an artistic work which
has become overused to the point of losing its original meaning or effect, even
to the point of being trite or irritating, especially when at some earlier time
it was considered meaningful or novel. Used sparingly, it may succeed, but the
use of a cliché in writing, speech, or argument is generally considered a mark
of inexperience or lack of originality.
The substantive construct of “a cliché” goes very
far and deep in telling us about humans; and no, they aren’t extra terrestrials
that are undecipherable. They are you and me, and the things they come up with
produce the understanding sought. We can understand ourselves as humans. I can
understand myself.
We are eager to be impressed. We all know that. But
by Jove that impression must be pristinely unheard of and especially
unimaginable. I mean Intellectual property and all its foundations are about
requirements of non-disclosure and an absence of anticipation by prior art.
Apart from that and your invention, mister is not patentable. I guess that puts
a stop to my dreams of inventing a magic broom stick( for personal Quidditch
matches with my favorite humans), coz J. K Rowling already told the world about
it.(The irony) All I can do is hope my lawyers can capitalize on that, “person
skilled in the ordinary art” loophole. But in any case, how impressive and
unheard of would that be? I trust us, (even myself) to find the obviousness,
however subtle in a criticism that makes it all dreadfully and suddenly
unappealing. I can make it tediously dreary in a second.
We are captivated by the new. It’s fun to start with
the discovery of the new; that is until it gets old. Then we find something
newer that will eventually become old as well. It’s part of living and the
analysis of life I guess. We do that with everything; ideas, art, fashion
philosophies, religions. One day a long time ago, wearing a bonnet was new, now
its old.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad thing sometimes.
We can apply these standards and requirements to all sorts of things
justifiably. I mean aren’t we tired of Pitbull and his Mr. Worldwide chants in
every random song he must feature. In a sense, the appreciation for these
articulations of basic human aesthetic save us eventually. Yes, even from
Pitbull there is redemption.
But what about when we cross the line and the
innocents are in the cross fire or in deliberate interface with these demands
from deep within us? Aren’t there those ideas that will never get old however
much they are said again and again?
As I usually mention to those that allow me to, I
believe living is an art. I realize that human existence is a form of artistry.
Living can be defined as the craft of being the best human you can be. Life and
living to me is the expression of humanity, it is a very intense form of artistry.
It is piercingly candor in its ugliness and beauty, and ambivalently so because
life is life, and art is anything that can help us see that; even life itself.
But there should be some things that everlastingly
endure and should, even if normatively, be preserved from the brutal dismissal
of “obviousness.” Culture, people and societal infrastructure change. But see,
the humans don’t. Yes, we used to appreciate that the sight of a lady’s ankles
was indecency, until now on some beaches in Europe she can be butt naked. I’m
saying that there is a fundamentally entrenched character and nature of
humanity that can’t be yanked out by the pull of progressiveness, or slowly
eroded by all the waters of dynamism and trends of vogue, that drench our minds with all
the millennials shall use to conquer the world, and themselves in it. The
girders that keep that nature in check must be kept safe.
Even with the “out with the old in with new” vibes
from everyone and everything at this time, I realize that there are some things
that never get old.
1. Thankfulness;
for everything we have as unto us from God who owns all. That gratitude aligns
our hearts to remember in humility that he is the giver and all we have are
gifts, yet as the giver he remains greater than the gifts. The stewardship of
all those gifts are then eventually properly put in perspective. We know who we
are and where we are going when we are thankful.
2.
Love; that brilliant complexity that is in fact
complex because of its intricacy and beauty must be sought and defended. Even
though from it should come pain and anguish. C. S Lewis said,
“To love at all is to be
vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If
you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even
an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all
entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But
in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be
broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to
be vulnerable”
3. Faith;
that great conviction in the knowledge from experience and from the word that
God is good and that he is God. He is not a tyrant king. He does not delight in
suffering.
4. Hope;
this whole mixture in the end produces a hope that reels and surges like
rushing waters within us. It can’t let us just be; it gives us direction and as
it calls out to us it provides purpose and meaning.
Even while some things get old, these things cannot
and do not. I’m trying to remind you and me that these things don’t exist
independently otherwise there would be no point in this entry and all the
distinctions I have tried to make.
They exist within life and because of that, life is
an art that in these aspects never becomes unoriginal or unimpressive.
A hopeful spirit is not folly as many of us would
believe depending on what the last year went like. It is an always beautiful
resolution. Loving mustn’t cease because
of the difficulty, but must be continued and perfected. Joy must be realized in
the things that truly contain it.
Chasing the
success and the achievements for the inkling that they are joy filled, without
the true understanding that joy comes
from fulfillment and fulfillment from living for the reason that you were
created, is the thing that is instead cliché and unimpressive and unoriginal.
Therefore faith and conviction that the chaos everly present in your art has a
purpose in refining and building your character must be sustained, and the hope
for something to temporarily give shouldn’t overshadow the eventual end sought.
2016 was a crazy year for me. It was great and it sucked. Victory and failure, joy and sorrow, lost love and found love- life.That is the intricacy of living. 2016 was just the expression of life. The art in it expressed simply teaches me this lesson.
2016 was a crazy year for me. It was great and it sucked. Victory and failure, joy and sorrow, lost love and found love- life.That is the intricacy of living. 2016 was just the expression of life. The art in it expressed simply teaches me this lesson.
This entry is an imploration to you and myself to
strive yet again as this year begins for the things that will never get old,
unoriginal or impressive. Yeah, it seems a cliché thing to say! Haha. But that’s
on the surface and just prima facie. Dig a little deeper and you will see that it isn’t.
While we take out the old and bring in the new, we
must remember some stuff never gets old.
Happy new 2017 to you.