PDX ART: "following the trail of red neck snobbism" by Richard Schemmerer

Room 201 MP5 "Manor of Art"


The philosophy of ignorance or following the trail of red neck snobbism

I woke up ants crawling in my crotch. I must have fallen asleep and spilled my night time capuzzino.
Actually not, it just sounds like a good hook but what I really want to elaborate on is when and why we pick on someone or a group that doesn’t represent our need for validation and if that really feels that good.
The little red fire ants give a bad name to their black ant cousins because they sting with vengeance to protect their turf but as a result the black ants also get stomped on with elevated fervor.
Of course it is ignorance combined with lazy carelessness that leads to such misconception of the situation.
Throwing all ants into one pot and then complaining that it poisons it is as senseless as whining about that amateur, urban, water colorerists or crafties spoil the well for conceptual artists.
A free use of ones tongue I mean freedom of speech doesn’t equal the right to tell a group that it is worth less just because you feel that they are in the way of your imagined progress.
Town’s people have people with big Egos and fight for resources which only provide for a few.
I am an undercover snob who's mission is to protect the under dog from being run over, I guess you might call that reversed snobbism.

In the days of mass media everybody can spew veil verbiage without repercussions.
The only choice is to use the same media to rebuke such statements.
There is nothing radically new in these politics of indifference and shaming others is a standard practice to distract from one’s own short comings or luck of success.
I don’t want to poke fun of this situation but it is hilarious. It is like barking at the tree you just peed on, for having grown in the spot you now claim to be yours.

It’s like starting a war with the ones who fought for your right to fight to express your starved little self and then to turn around and ask them to cease and desist.
It incites hatred based on a form of judging discrimination.
We all have to learn again how to live together because life is not American Idol and we don’t need any more Simmons. Together we prosper as a whole as a nation as a world without belittling each other or our creative output.
Philosophy can be the bridge to what the Ego wants to keep divided.
Compassion can teach us to side step the dangers of retaliation. The undisciplined mind is full of land mines which can explode anytime inflicting wounds on others and will lead in the long run to self destruction.
Artists are not free of envy, arrogance, entitlement but every artist's has to realize that the path for Art was prepared by others who had different styles, methods and rules and that we are riding on a wave which is not of our making.
We tend to make the same mistakes and every new generation of artists, curators and critics has to undergo the test of time if they are worth to be part of a legacy or if they are pariahs looking to promote them self’s instead of that of unbridled creative expression.
It is painful to me to stand by and watch them making an ass of themselves by being self propelled critics of the works of others but lacking the heart and playing experts when all they do is slashing around in society’s sewage digging up nuggets of disposable rhetoric.
When time and the visible come together art is possible. Good Art is flawed and depended on dialog to stay valuable but Art is not depended on criticism because criticism is chained to taste and taste is disposable but Art is not.
The purpose of Art is integration not separation.