But when everything is available all the time, each item in particular matters less and less. It’s the law of supply and demand, the dilemma of tasty food served at an already heavily laden table, the cool drink of water offered in the middle of 40 days of rain.
Inside even the littlest of seeds we find the structure of an entire galaxy, writ with rules, order, and intention, waiting to grow. Not all seeds will do so, however. Most will simply decompose. It's kind of like the creative process, no?
Art becomes political the moment culture places meaning on what it sees or hears or reads, and politics requires some measure of creative work when it tries to synthesize civic strategies into cogent messages.
A recent move by the famedMetropolitan Museum of Art in New York City is having the effect of opening opportunities that will be fabulously valuable to all of those who simply cannot expect to travel the globe just to see paintings and sculpture.
If you’ve decided to do something that does matter, you’ve decided to step off the platform and dare yourself not to freak out. You’re now a funambulist, and while you’re on the tightrope, there’s nothing else to do in the world but focus on the task at hand.
It’s as if the extension of our media expectations recalls some unfathomable ur-media, like what the Leakeys might have encountered if Lucy had been propped up in a Flintstones editing suite somewhere in the ancient Olduvai.