On a trip to the floating market
… beautiful hanging plants with a backdrop of the floating market ambiance.
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One more thing, before I beat this topic to death – I laugh about the sculpture incident now. 😀
I don’t loose any sleep over being rejected for high school art class, either … my potential art teacher obviously didn’t know talent when he saw it !
and don’t they say strife and challenge make us more than if we “had it easy” ?
Beautiful – bu the water looks very unappealing.
Thanks Sharon …
I saw someone else’s photos of a similar setting, they’d used periphery vignetting and post processing to minimise the water colour … for me, and what I’m doing with photography I like to include beauty, and “the beast” … at least sometimes … if I was a wordsmith, then it’d be something like a juxtaposition I think … don’t we need contrast in order to be able to see what aesthetic beauty is anyway ? So perhaps “ugliness” is just as important as “beauty” ?
Absolutely – we wouldn’t have any appreciation of beauty if beauty is all we knew. It’s only because it’s often contrasted against ugliness that we can appreciate what’s beautiful. I once read that paradise cannot be long tolerated because constancy of such perfection makes men mad.
I should have continued my comment about the water: is it as dirty as it looks, or is it safe to swim and fish in?
I built a sculpture in a college art class, and not having the skills or tools to do a decent job, it was an abject failure, and I’d burned my arms making it. After a semester of excellent projects that the instructor frequently praised, I’d failed the final project. At the last critique he walked around commenting and discussing the successes of the other students. “Suggestion of form, well considered negative and positive space, excellent balance of shape,” he said of the other sculptures. My piece was last. He walked around it (it was on the floor), his clipboard in his hand, a scowl on his face, and finally said, “There is a place in art for the truly ugly.”
I changed my major the next day from art to creative writing.
Through my own experience I think what you read about paradise sounds very very plausible indeed … we live in a world of paradoxes and opposites, I think most minds have a difficult time processing paradise, in reality …
And, yes, LOL, we’ve all done things which others thought were failures … similar experiences myself with “art”, I had to drop it earlier than you, at age 13 … but I’ve picked it up in later life, and I see art in *everything* now, so the teacher who blocked my creative path, isn’t all that important, in the end …
Most recent criticism I had from one lady of my photos was – “looks like it was taken by a twelve year old” … she thought she was making herself look important, knowledgeable and “above” me, in so saying … ironically (for her), I reframed it as a compliment, because youth has it’s own limitlessness which is an aim of mine in my “art” … did I argue with her ? No, she went straight to spam, I haven’t got time for random morons, especially ones I’ve only “met” once …
AND art is owned by, created by and the inspiration of the artist … what others say about it, well, that’s irrelevant isn’t it ?
As for the muddy water, seems fairly common in Asia … the site of this floating market is dug out of the bare earth, and it’s simply the mud or clay suspended in the water … they have regular boxing matches suspended above the water, the guys fall into it, I don’t think they’re worried about the water being “contaminated” … for all I know, it might be therapeutic … but in my own experience I haven’t swam in it, so I don’t know !
That makes sense – the water would be murky under such construction circumstances. I guess boxers falling into the water have other things to worry about, being dumped into it because of losing their matches.
I don’t think the art instructor meant to discourage me so profoundly. The sculpture was ugly – I may one day write more about it and describe the process by which I made it and what it looked like, on my own blog. Eventually I became an artist and art teacher, for over 25 years. So the experience was just a temporary set back for an insecure student who needed to learn her limitations – and how to work with an unfamiliar media.
And most of all, Don, I was not in any way trying to make an unflattering comment about your photograph. Your photography is always outstanding and I love getting to “visit” Thailand with you.
In my opinion, there’s a paradox for artists in authentic expression vs what the crowd wants to experience … my solution is to sometimes do it for “others”, sometimes I do it for myself … where it’s a real win for me is where I do it for myself, and someone else likes it too 🙂 … just doing it for oneself is verging towards aspergers or autism, and just doing it for the crowd is verging towards sociopathy, so balance as ever with paradoxes …
I didn’t experience any criticism Sharon, discussion, yes, which is good …
As for learning limitations, I like the Dirty Harry – “A man’s gotta know his limitations” … and yes, I’m oldschool with “man” to include “woman”, man as in “human beings” rather than “man as in not woman” …
I’ll keep on publishing photos as the motivation strikes me, and glad that people enjoy what I enjoy, gives me the opportunity to share and be part of something bigger than me …