FURREALISM by Samuel Abraham Piland Chicchon

FURREALISM by Samuel Abraham Piland Chicchon

FURREALISM

aka ThisFurReal!-Ism and/or ForReal?-Ism

As opposed to: THATFURFAKE!-Ism

We live in an age where the value of ‘respect’ remains of utmost importance within the creative dialogue. 

‘Respect’ is not the most common characteristic in the critical dialogue, however, because if it were, how would one sell their critique? It would read stale, deferent to the wills and wishes of the creator in question. 

“I do not agree with the creative choices you have made here, but I respect that you would do this considering my knowledge of who you are, who you’ve been, and how that has allowed for me to make decisions about who I am, who I’ve been, and who I’ll be.”

SAD!

No, in the dialogue of critique, one feels the need to be every bit as creative, or better yet destructive to ground us in 2017, as that which they are critiquing. This, in the mind of the third party, makes room for the critical party’s alternative vision of that set forth by the creative party. 

The creative and critical dialogue must synthesize.

We live in an a ~democracy~!

We cannot be accusatory in our critique, nor can we be overly protective and forgiving of our creations.

ENTER: FURREALISM

Exhibit A: 

    Dana Schutz, an established white skinned painter in 2017 Trump’s America, graduate of Columbia University’s esteemed and expensive M.F.A. program paints a picture of Emmett Till’s open casket for the Whitney Biennial. In the face of demands for the painting to be destroyed, she assures the public it will never be sold, that she was engaging with the painting’s source material, a 1955 photo published in the newspaper with permission of Emmett Till’s mother, as a mother, and apologists remind the public of the “empathetic” act that painting is. 

“FoR REAL???” “YES, THIS FUR IS REAL!!!” “How did you get that fur…?” “I bought it!” “How could you afford that fur…?” “Why, I worked very hard and earned my keep!” “How did they get that fur to sell…?” “Oh my, they killed a sweet, little fox :) !” “…They killed the sweet, little fox.”

PEoPLE WILL ALWAYS Do WHATEVER THE HELL THEY WANT.

Question, question, question again ’til the well is dry. If you’re still thirsty, ask again. Respect the answer. Accept, perhaps condemn the well. Find another. Repeat. Never forget. The work is self reflexive.

 

by Samuel Abraham Piland Chicchon