Chickens and Eggs in the Wilde
I am reminded of this old question, "What came first, the chicken or the egg?" when I read Wilde's "The Decay of Lying".
So what came first in the art context? The art or the imitations of art? Wilde seems to think art came first: "Life imitates art far more than art imitates Life."
As Dr. Jerz said in class, human beings have an inate response to mimic others, so I would have to say that the art would have to have come first, or the egg, if you will. I am taking this metaphor too far...
Art is the airbrushed form of Life. And Life provides a setting in which art may be imagined. Our imaginations as artists take that reality and transform it into art. I stand with Wilde completely on this assumption.
So now, instead of looking stupidly at the lines on the page, searching for an answer on my thoughts on this piece (which awkwardly happened), I have now formed an opinion.
**Note to self: Print out texts so that you may highlight. Trees beware.
Posted by Amanda Cochran at February 24, 2005 8:16 PM
Hey Amanda, I don't know if you get a chance to read the Bible at all but in Genesis it answers the chicken and the egg question. In the beginning when God created the world and the heavens and earth, it says that, I forget which day without looking, that the animals and the fowl were made. Just thought that would be an interesting little thing :) At least that's what I always got out of it.
Hey, sorry about my comment, I knew it wasn't about religion, I guess I just wanted to add my two cents. Anyways, your post made me think of journal artical I found the other day for my advanced lit class. (We just got finished reading To the Lighthouse) The article was about how painting and writing are so much the same, (this all came up because one of the characters is a painter) what was really cool was that the article said that it all has to do with life too. Virginia Woolf had based a lot of the book on her life and this was her master piece (even though I didn't think the book was that great) which lead to painting and writing. Like you said, painting and writing is a reflection on life, which is life. If any of that makes sense. Ok, I'm going to go be quiet now, you probably think I'm crazy. :p lol