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The art of authenticity

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  The Struggle for Authenticity in Art I want to speak today about authenticity . And about what we quietly give up to be accepted. We’re told that contemporary political art values autonomy . That artists are free. That inquiry sits at the centre of practice. But autonomy, in reality, is often something we *perform*— not something we’re allowed to exercise. Freedom is celebrated rhetorically, while legitimacy is granted only when work conforms to approved languages , approved theories , approved causes . Autonomy isn’t denied outright. It’s curated. This system doesn’t fail artists by accident. It functions mechanically. It rewards work that aligns with predetermined frameworks and filters out work that doesn’t speak the sanctioned dialect . Many voices are excluded not because they lack skill or meaning, but because they refuse to translate their experience into institutionally legible language. I’m not saying all excluded work is good. I am saying much of it is never heard. An...

Godin Wonder Cosmos Text

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Godin Wonder what do we want the machine to see? do we want the machine to see god? god in our hands god in our hearts god in our minds god in our actions god in our love Godin Cosmos Out there is discovery In here is discovery Whether it be micro or macro the same situation draws us from under cover Hear the call,  in urgency and haste The speed ever increasing and yet all differences seem to coverage The reason being forward and the answer being past If we continue to observe we shall delude ourselves by the sheer cunning of our ingenuity If we fall into the grace of mystery we shall delude ourselves by the sheer stupidity of our godliness It whispers in our ear Imagine it and it will exist Godin Text Fear within the night air Come into the darkness Way underground way out there Dig and scratch, scratch and dig No sensors undefinable darkness Without sight Without sound Without touch Without scent Without taste Without sense, without bod...

Darwin Streets on a motorcycle: Sprigg

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The starting point This is the starting point. However, my starting points are flexible and never reliable. For this reason I have started in the middle. Although a street has a starting and finishing point, the stories of in-between are what I am interested in. There is nothing ordinary in ordinary. You don't have to be a christian to be a christian. You don't have to be an American to feel powerful. You don't have to ride a motorcycle to feel the road. The problem is, there is too much road.