Tuesday, January 6, 2015

The Dawning of the Literary Dawgpound



What is literature?  The text defines it as, "imaginative or creative writing, especially of recognized artistic value."  The key component of this definition, in my view, is the requirement that literature be, "of recognized artistic value."  What are the standards by which the intellectually well-endowed Poohbahs measure the literary offerings of today?  I fear that we live in an era in which standards are unfashionable and individuality is preferable to the recognition or acceptance of any universal unit of measure.  The wisdom of the ages is considered folly to the enlightened and summarily swept into the dustbin.  After all, if we've learned anything from "American Idol," it's that you need to make that song your own, even if it is rendered unpleasantly unrecognizable in the process. 

Of course, despite my own relative ignorance, I understand that there can be no scientific classification system that neatly categorizes works of art into their proper genus; however, it seems there was once a skeleton, unique to each body of art that defined its shape to some degree and provided a basic armature on which emerging artisans could build.  It is easy to draw a parallel here to the visual arts, where the same debate rages over what constitutes art.  Consider the cubism of Picasso.  He breaks all the rules, but he does not do so without a firm understanding of those rules.  First, he develops the traditional skills, as evidenced in the realism of his earlier works, and then he deviates from the rules and has some fun.  We need to understand that a respect for tradition is neither fear of nor an impediment to innovation.  Instead, it is the flint from which the spark of creative genius takes flight.

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