Chukwuma Agubokwu
Child-like, not childish.
To any future collaborators, none of this ok?
Happy Birthday
Sunshine by Nikki Jean
Warped Standard, 2008, gloss magazine paper and newsprint
I Want You (She’s So Heavy) by The Beatles
Im tired of irony, I want honesty.
First of all, I would like to congratulate myself on my 100th post, as thats a big deal to me. I never ever really saw myself maintaining any semblance of a proper blog until seeing it in front of me, but I guess that is what seeing the window in the wall is all about.
And now that I have done that, I would like to continue. I really needn’t say much, the above subject line is pretty direct. I’m only adding on to provide context. It seems to me that the sarcasm, irony and associated coolness of both has endured from the Nineties into the Aughties. This general angst and snark culture has really run its course.
These days when someone does something like use a Transformers lunchbox at work, you have to unravel the message it sends so many times it boggles the mind! Were they making a statement? Are they trying to be funny? Who do they think they are anyway? Don’t they know they’re 32? No one knows or, in my humble opinion, cares anymore.
I would rather this person had simply brought it because they found it in some old childhood toy box they never let go of, unconscious of the “message” or “irony”. Or at the very least, be unswayed by it.
Perhaps the issue is that the world’s (ok, the First World’s) citizens are so connected that everyone expects to be seen at any time or place and just as easily judged. This atmosphere leads many to forgo personal honesty for some sort of protection of their feelings, usually in the form of irony.
I just got very Jung there, I don’t like that. I’ll just stop here with this message to all of my fellow creative people and people in general:
JUST BE HONEST TO YOURSELF IN WORD AND DEED, PLEASE.
Alterity
the state of being other or different; otherness.
ORIGIN mid 17th cent.: from late Latin alteritas, from alter ‘other.’
