One of my earlier posts – about a fond reminiscence of where i was brought up – the making of me – which is like letters to myself, or journaling from memories, or whatever. Anyway, i could not remember what it is called, the thing they put on the horses’ head; i wanted to get in touch with my friend who is THE person i always go back to, when in search of words, when in need of advice for actions, decisions, well, a lot of things unmentionable,
(not unmentionable becoz they are bad or indecent, but becoz they are uncountable little things which might take too much space here if i plan to jot them down, besides the very thought of doing it is overwhelming me with emotion…..)
so back on track, I did not get that word, and finally posted the piece on blog. Sunny boy wrote back promptly those things put on the horses’ heads to run in straight lines, are called ‘Blinkers’. O yeah! i sighed, and he just knew , that i wanted to check with him before finalising my post…….he write back
it’s ok. as it appears, when you write with this innocence saying i do not know what it is called, shows clear honesty and reads well.
As a writer, i feel confident if i have researched the details to make my piece complete, subjectively of course. many times I choose to be a calculated careless, here this one is about calculated naivete.
“Naive,” or “primitive art,” according to arts writer Linda Murray, means “untrained artists in a sophisticated society.” According to Murray it’s “an unspoiled vision consistent with ‘amateur,’ or ‘Sunday’ painter, admired for its connotations of genuineness and purity of artistic impulse, and freedom from the trammels of professionalism, tradition, technique, and formal training.” The implication is that the genuine article is someone who doesn’t know how to write well, but does it anyway.
There are a few questions worth considering:
What of those who, in the desire to find a purer vision, adopt naivete as a style?
Is naivete a choice?
Is it desirable, If I use it as my form ?
I’m basically a naive simpleton, if that is a category unto itself. I try not to rise above my station even when I get the chance.
The Czech writer Milan Kundera has given this one some thought: “Inexperience is a quality of the human condition,” he says. “We are born one time only; we can never start a new life equipped with the experience we’ve gained from a previous one. We leave childhood without knowing what youth is; we marry without knowing what it is to be married; and even when we enter old age, we don’t know what it is we’re heading for: The old are innocent children of their old age. In that sense, man’s world is the planet of inexperience.”
Picasso said; “It takes a long time to become young.” Expressing the naive psyche is difficult, but it can be accomplished by schooled artists who pay attention to and nurture their inner child. To create a satisfactory painting, the elements and principals of design still need to be adhered to, while relaxing and allowing that inborn, primitive part which is recognizable to all mankind, to surface. It takes a long time to become loose without losing it!
“You study, you learn, but you guard the original naivete. It has to be within you, as desire for drink is within the drunkard or love is within the lover.” (Henri Matisse)