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Aug. 14th, 2008 03:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The PI who is friends with my boss, A., is such a jerk some times.
He lectured me today on going into a certain room with gloves on. No, you're not supposed to touch handles with gloves, hospital policy. It's meant to be sure people don't go from place to place with the same glove and spread shit. Forget the fact that I had just put mine on and knew they were clean. It is, in fact, a rule.
And one that absolutely everyone breaks, but he actually promised to narc on me if I didn't stop doing it. It was a stand-off, of sorts, because I needed to open the door and toss out a box into the hallway. I know he was hoping his superior clout and the real threat of censure would get me to back down. Because I am stubborn son of a bitch, I proceded to open the door with my elbow, gloves still on. A door that opened inward, I might mention, which added to the difficulty. (My starting difficulty for that maneuver: 6.5--god, I need the Olympics to be over.)
All because people wearing gloves where they shouldn't is his goddamned pet peeve. I don't wear them to his lab any more when I pick up the supplies out of respect for that. But I've worked with his post-doc for a year not worrying about it and now that she's gone and he's doing more of the work, I'm not altering my routine because it irks him.
I have my paranoias and peeves, too, and I don't force him to cater to them. The number of things he does that piss me off are many. He's constantly abrasive, pushing me to define what I mean and assuming every off-hand remark I make is my real theory on everything as opposed to two people shooting shit while they work. (Today's example: he tried to get to define what "art" is. I told him that was subject to opinion, gave him some of my views, that sort of thing. I was promptly TOLD what I thought--because I said this, that must be my "standard"--and that it's a co-opt to say that art is in the eye of the beholder. But that's what I think art is!!)
He's started bringing his music into the space, which is fair--he sits through mine, and I was determined to do the same until he got up in my gril about gloves. He played this big-band jazz stuff that just grated on my brain. Yes, partly because I was mad, but also because a) I don't like jazz, and b) the woman singing was half good and half shitting around the way you do in real jazz and I don't like that.
He also smokes and he'll grab a cigarette before coming into a small space (maybe twice the size of our bathroom). The tar smell makes me gag. But I get over it. He's not actively harming me--okay the jazz was driving me nuts, but if he tolerates my music, I can just ignore his--even if his behavior irritates me. I don't see why, of all things, gloves set him off on his superior kick.
Worst of it, I get accused for being confrontational. People get testy when you command them to obey some assinine rule better applied to nurses nine floors below you than a lab tech? No shit!
Now, worst of all, I find myself still debating (since I had to leave in the middle) what is "art." I described it as being innovative, difficult etc. I was immediately challenged to defend that against people who paint landscapes today--are they not artists?! (This is why I hate talking with Andrew. He wants me to defend everything as if this were a debate tournament. And I'm always, always wrong because I don't agree with him.) The English language is too limited. Sure, they're artists. What they produce is art. Whether it is "Art" with the capital A and the space on the wall of Louvre, I can't say. I'm not trained, I think a lot of art is bullshit, and that's me. I am supposed to draw the Platonic ideal of art for him in between changing medium and doing transfers? I don't think so.
He lectured me today on going into a certain room with gloves on. No, you're not supposed to touch handles with gloves, hospital policy. It's meant to be sure people don't go from place to place with the same glove and spread shit. Forget the fact that I had just put mine on and knew they were clean. It is, in fact, a rule.
And one that absolutely everyone breaks, but he actually promised to narc on me if I didn't stop doing it. It was a stand-off, of sorts, because I needed to open the door and toss out a box into the hallway. I know he was hoping his superior clout and the real threat of censure would get me to back down. Because I am stubborn son of a bitch, I proceded to open the door with my elbow, gloves still on. A door that opened inward, I might mention, which added to the difficulty. (My starting difficulty for that maneuver: 6.5--god, I need the Olympics to be over.)
All because people wearing gloves where they shouldn't is his goddamned pet peeve. I don't wear them to his lab any more when I pick up the supplies out of respect for that. But I've worked with his post-doc for a year not worrying about it and now that she's gone and he's doing more of the work, I'm not altering my routine because it irks him.
I have my paranoias and peeves, too, and I don't force him to cater to them. The number of things he does that piss me off are many. He's constantly abrasive, pushing me to define what I mean and assuming every off-hand remark I make is my real theory on everything as opposed to two people shooting shit while they work. (Today's example: he tried to get to define what "art" is. I told him that was subject to opinion, gave him some of my views, that sort of thing. I was promptly TOLD what I thought--because I said this, that must be my "standard"--and that it's a co-opt to say that art is in the eye of the beholder. But that's what I think art is!!)
He's started bringing his music into the space, which is fair--he sits through mine, and I was determined to do the same until he got up in my gril about gloves. He played this big-band jazz stuff that just grated on my brain. Yes, partly because I was mad, but also because a) I don't like jazz, and b) the woman singing was half good and half shitting around the way you do in real jazz and I don't like that.
He also smokes and he'll grab a cigarette before coming into a small space (maybe twice the size of our bathroom). The tar smell makes me gag. But I get over it. He's not actively harming me--okay the jazz was driving me nuts, but if he tolerates my music, I can just ignore his--even if his behavior irritates me. I don't see why, of all things, gloves set him off on his superior kick.
Worst of it, I get accused for being confrontational. People get testy when you command them to obey some assinine rule better applied to nurses nine floors below you than a lab tech? No shit!
Now, worst of all, I find myself still debating (since I had to leave in the middle) what is "art." I described it as being innovative, difficult etc. I was immediately challenged to defend that against people who paint landscapes today--are they not artists?! (This is why I hate talking with Andrew. He wants me to defend everything as if this were a debate tournament. And I'm always, always wrong because I don't agree with him.) The English language is too limited. Sure, they're artists. What they produce is art. Whether it is "Art" with the capital A and the space on the wall of Louvre, I can't say. I'm not trained, I think a lot of art is bullshit, and that's me. I am supposed to draw the Platonic ideal of art for him in between changing medium and doing transfers? I don't think so.
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Date: 2008-08-14 08:03 pm (UTC)As far as art, yeah, very subjective. I've had arguments with a friend who thinks everything is art. I disagree. I don't believe in "found art"--I think trying to capture or recreate an image or feeling in some medium qualifies as art but simply discovering something doesn't. So, by my definition, seeing a cool tree outside isn't art. Taking a photo of it is, because you're giving it your own unique stamp by choosing the lighting, the angle, the lens, the exposure, etc. I hate Jackson Pollack's stuff but it is art. It's just BAD art. :)
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Date: 2008-08-14 08:19 pm (UTC)I think the there's a subjectivity to consideration of art. That the question of whether something is a work of art is inherently subjective, much like the question of whether something is holy. And just like there are spiritual disciplines devoted to experiencing the whole world as holy, there are artistic approaches devoted to seeing the whole world as art.
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Date: 2008-08-14 08:52 pm (UTC)But again, that's my take on it.
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Date: 2008-08-15 03:47 am (UTC)The question of whether something is art, on the other hand, is pretty wide open.
Also, note that "found art" still has an element of human interaction. Duchamp's readymades were often assembled out of several found pieces. Even the "pure" readymades were selected by the artist, signed, and placed in a viewable context. It's not just "seeing a cool tree outside".
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Date: 2008-08-15 02:57 pm (UTC)And the argument with the friend involves "found art" as in "look, that paper bag someone discarded there on the sidewalk, it's art! That bike leaning against that post is art!" Those are not deliberate compositions on anyone's part. You're working from a different definition of "found art," one that does involve deliberate human interaction, and I would agree that such works qualify as art.
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Date: 2008-08-16 02:29 am (UTC)As far as found art goes, I'm using the definition of found art actually used in the artistic community. I think the "bike leaning against that post" definition is a straw man, or perhaps an informal or joking usage.
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Date: 2008-08-17 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 12:10 am (UTC)You wrote above: I've had arguments with a friend who thinks everything is art. I disagree. I don't believe in "found art"
This implies to me that maybe you're using your friend's definition. But if you don't agree with your friend about what constitutes art, why should you take his definition of "found art"? Why say "I don't believe in 'found art'" instead of "My friend has a broken notion of 'found art'"?
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Date: 2008-08-19 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-14 08:46 pm (UTC)It's actually pretty cool close up. :)
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Date: 2008-08-14 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-14 09:22 pm (UTC)Perhaps it is a question of good/bad implied in that--not what is ART but what is worthy art? I don't know. I know what I like and don't, but I'm prepared to say things I don't like are still ART. I don't like Pollack, but he's ART. Ditto Warhol. Hell, things I like I some times think aren't ART, like Lichtenstein. I think it's interesting, even fun, but I'm not sure I'm prepared to declare that it is ART! I'm almost certain that any modern art I like isn't ART! (At a MoMA display of British 1960s mod art, they had wallpapers on display, one of which was a wallpaper of the galaxy/universe where all the stars were albums and the planets songs by Deep Purple. That's trippy cool. Is it ART!? I DON'T KNOW!!!) It just doesn't feel serious enough to be ART.
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Date: 2008-08-14 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-15 07:10 pm (UTC)Lower-case art is likely anything created that someone chooses to apply the term to, but I've kind of stopped being concerned about that. I'm much more concerned with what is beautiful, and with created works, trying to understand what the creator did to make them, what makes them unique and distinct, with the how and the why. Is it art? Eh, why not, but who cares? Doesn't make it any more or less nice to look at/listen to, or interesting to think about.
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Date: 2008-08-14 08:07 pm (UTC)I think a lot of discourse about art (and literature) has been damaged by people who use the word with a capital letter, to imply greatness. ("Eh, that's just a painting, it's not Art.") Time was, drawing and writing poetry were part of the normal set of skills that every well-educated person was expected to have. (Granted, back then only the upper class was roundly educated.) Not because they were all expected to produce great poems and paintings, but (I think) because the desire to create art is a universal human need, and the actual production of art (even lousy art) makes it easier to appreciate great art.
Ed Wood applauded every movie he watched, because his own experiences in making (astonishingly crappy) movies had made him appreciate just how difficult every act of movie-making is.
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Date: 2008-08-14 09:31 pm (UTC)In that respect, anything that is boring, mundane, or just a copy of an idea is Not Art. It is art, little a, in the sense that it is a creation. The transformative is what Art is. However, that still leaves me with the problem that what counts as "transformative" is very different, person to person. And I'm still stuck at "Art is in the eye of the beholder."
Really, with the way high art is managed these days, a better definition of "Art" might be "Anything that people with pay a lot of money for." It's still subjective--"a lot" could mean anything--but I like to think the realistic pessimism of that answer makes up for that.
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Date: 2008-08-15 12:03 am (UTC)It doesn't explain why I like some awful books, though -- in those cases I think "my God, I wrote better fanfic than this at 18, why am I reading and enjoying this when someone got paid for it???" and yet I go on reading.
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Date: 2008-08-15 02:37 am (UTC)Mostly, I think there's a comfort in reading what we've read before, so that might explain the comfort with stuff that feels like a retread, even if it's a bad retread.
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Date: 2008-08-15 04:00 am (UTC)The failures of Ed Wood's movies highlight the successful of better movies. For example, I generally don't think about the fact that an outdoor scene in a movie might be filmed over several days, with somebody having to make sure that the lighting stays consistent. Wood's day-then-night-then-day-again chase scene brings that bit of artifice into the foreground.
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Date: 2008-08-15 07:13 pm (UTC)I personally don't see anything wrong with enjoying something that I fully admit is, objectively, terrible. :)
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Date: 2008-08-15 05:33 am (UTC)I disagree.
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Date: 2008-08-14 08:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-14 09:34 pm (UTC)I like the idea that all creative things are art, but here's a question: if you follow a pattern that you did not necessarily create (sewing, knitting, what have you) is what you produce art?
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Date: 2008-08-14 10:23 pm (UTC)If you're going to call art something like, a creative process that adds something valuable to the world, or enlightens and enriches us, or something like that, it will always be a matter of taste, no matter what people say otherwise.
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Date: 2008-08-15 02:36 am (UTC)Which is what "Art" seems to be. So I'm baffled as to why "Art is in the eye of the beholder" isn't an entirely accurate statement.
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