7/30/20
Now that we are all snuggling at home, we have time for our delayed artistic development. Some write poetry, some just catch up on their reading list, some make quilts or do crochet.
Once I was asked in a Psychology course if I thought that the adage was true that when people had all their needs taken care of, and had a lot of leisure time if it would produce a high quality artistic effort.
Well, people in prison have most of their needs met, and it is not a place for artists.
I think the McArthur Awards were invented for that purpose: to give artists and inventors time and money to devote to new breakthroughs in art.
In this isolation and lockdown, our needs are not being met, so any efforts we make in practicing our calligraphy or making quilts is merely an antidote to boredom.
Our emotional needs are not being met, and even our need to walk around freely in the outdoors is being curtailed, so even if we have time to devote to some great new invention or work of art, what comes out of this experience will not be as the so called “experts” hoped.
Cradle to grave care does not produce great art or inventions. I don’t know what does except a free wheeling mind and a certain level of family support.
Trying times indeed.
knightsengirl 