Colin Wright (via nolagrrlnyc)
I’m neither an artist nor a designer, but I liked this quote.
scholvin: With all the respect I can muster for TJ and Valary—and that’s a lot; I’ve met them both and they are intelligent, lovely people, and it’s important to mention right here that what I am about to say is directed at the quote, not at them—I don’t think I could possibly disagree more strongly with this quote. There is a lot I don’t understand right now, and the current fetishism in my quadrant of the Internets about “design,” whatever that even means, is among the largest mysteries before me. Do I like well-designed things? Sure. Does the shape of my iPad hold the same essential, core place in my soul that art does? Good design is nice, a convenience, and little more.
Meanwhile: is the Sistine Chapel selfish? Beethoven’s Ninth is introverted? Did Shakespeare write Romeo and Juliet for himself alone? What nonsense. Great art, art that lasts, is a direct connection from the heart of the artist to the hearts of the consumers (yes, correct and careful word choice) and it transcends time, values, and in most cases culture and language. Is there stupid, masturbatory art? Of course, but only because we’ve allowed ourselves to dilute the meaning of the word “art” so completely.
Colin Wright sounds like yet another Internet Presence who sniffed around for five minutes, decided he had a handle on the zeitgeist, and began crapping out bits of post-postmodern Millennialized wisdom on a website with too much whitespace. In this quote, he manages to come off as if he’s never seen art or design and never masturbated or had sex.
Fuck you, Colin Wright, if you even know what that means.