On the surface, in it's simplest form, it appears to be a story with an atmosphere of purity and hope. The kid has incredible skill and after a brief encounter with his popular and sought after collection, I can’t imagine looking at his accomplishments as anything other than impossibly amazing. Along with his outrageous talent, the boy seems to approach life from a very natural place where he describes his art with the fun and innocence that is only ever hidden inside the mind of a child. And while reading the article I found, with great happiness, that he appears to have very caring parents with concerns that centre around their son's enjoyment of life and the respect of his unique gift. They obviously lack in the parenting skills of the Lohans and Downey Sr.’s of the world, but no one gets to choose their parents. It’s a great story, an excellent start to the weekend, and the perfect way to remind yourself that the world is incredible and unpredictable and awesome; on the surface that is.
I finish this story, this account of someone so young with so much talent, and oddly enough that is not the aspect of the article that I have trouble wrapping my mind around. 'Amazing' I can grasp, 'Unique' I like, it's 'Ridiculous' I struggle with, because it’s all fun and games until you jump into the online Comments. Actually, to be honest, the commentary that finds its way onto these posted internet articles is a whole new vein of entertainment.
Naturally you’ll come across people who govern their world with logic and knowledge and adventurous experience, touching on a side of Interesting you had never considered. You are bound to find some jokester and comedians who will spin some laughs into the scene and give the story a fun little twist and a giggle. And for the most part the post-script of a publication can open up all kinds of new and exciting avenues, colouring the topic of choice in an exhilarating way.
But then there are the other guys, and they are nothing like Ferrell and Wahlberg’s charming big screen duo. These depressed collections of doofus drowning in misery while hating beauty and the world over, all at the same time, who are these fools? I start browsing through the Comments section after filling my body with the warm-and-tinglies that only a story of success and hope can bring to a person, and I come across true mental vomitous. Did that one comment actually make a go of tearing into the kid’s work? I don’t know that I would categorize myself as having ‘the eye for art’, but I’m pretty sure that not only is his stuff at least above average, I believe he’s still only a FREAKIN 8 YEAR OLD! What kind of darkness needs to be hiding inside you before you can say ‘Ummm, I don’t know if the Piece speaks to me, the attitude is thin, and I get no sense of the artist's history’. Just a head-shake. That's all there is to say about it. Imagine an 8 year dashes down the 100 meter sprint in 12 seconds and the feat is dismissed because he's 3 seconds off Bolt's pace. He's 8!!!
Here are some of my favourites, true gems locked in the Comments section of this little article:
- “These remind me of the fodder you buy on the streets of Rome or Paris. Poor craft, lagging intellect and regressive aesthetic. Not so much "art" as reproduction of historically post-relevant work. I much prefer kids "art" that is creative, and coveys their own ideas and senses. That is what "art" is. This is merely reproduction of other ideas.”
- “At first I thought it was some abstract crap, but hey that's pretty amazing, he has a developed sense of atmosphere.”
- “As the saying goes, nail two things together that haven't been nailed together before and some idiot will buy it as art.”
- “Nice late 19th century impressionist knockoff - maybe more to say about brushwork if it wasn't on an LCD screen. From here it looks if the kid was older, he'd be selling in the "stock image" market for hotel suites and middle management boardrooms. So it's great to be eight. The real "stars" here are the agents and middle men who have worked his price up to where it is.”
… really? REALLY?!?! Pompous idiots. I wonder if they have trouble taking themselves seriously. These are the people who need the internet. These are the people who are not allowed to go out in public anymore due to the fact that the majority of the sane population has an overwhelming urge to punch them in the mouth. In the past, one might read a story in the paper, find themselves generating some inner dialogue, and share it around the water cooler or at the dinner table. But now, in the words of a devoted Hi-Jacked! reader "any goof ball with a key board can chime in". It’s like one big 'Tard party, and we all get to sit back and enjoy the lunacy.
Have a go at the article yourself, it truly is great. Enjoy the optimism of Hope and Success and the defeat of impossibility, imagine a life where at 8 you could create like this mini-Monet, consider what your world would be like if you were harnessing these powers, and of course, after finding that happy little place where anything is possible, don't forget to peruse the Comments, because that's where the good stuff is...
http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/arts/8-year-old-boy-is-uks-newest-art-sensation/article1672122/
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