The Artist Statement  -- First draft, critique invited

   You can't spend much time in the artworld without encountering the 
ubiquitous 
artist's statement.  This is the official artist explanation of intention and 
theory.  It is the public announcement of each artist's secret code that makes 
his or her art meaningful and relevant.  No artist can do without it for 
without 
it there is no new art.  The artist's statement implies that the viewer needs 
to 
be told how to examine and experience art to avoid misinterpreting it or worse, 
failing to recognize its importance.  This is the thesis of Tom Wolfe's pithy 
The Painted Word, first published in (1975).  He was exposing the influence of 
critics whose theorizing was being illustrated by eager-to-please artists.  It 
was a masterpiece of middle-brow irony because it reversed the basic premise of 
art history.  For ages it was the artist who created something new, undefined, 
un-theorized, subjective, and unexplained and it was the critic who made sense 
of it and sometimes discovered it (as with "primitive" or "indigenous" art). 

   Now, more than three decades later,  Wolf's book has become decidedly 
un-ironic. While he was aiming at critics who had usurped the artist's role as 
the creators it is now the artists who usurp the critics by becoming their own 
theorists, interpreters, and explainers of what they do.  Instead of artists 
illustrating what leading critics preached, artists now illustrate their own 
theories.  They are critics first and artists second. Whatever comes first -- 
theory -- is the art; what comes second -- illustrating theory -- is not art. 
 Thus the only way to be an artist today is to first of all be a critic and the 
theorist of one's art.  Simply being a maker or creator of artworks as a 
subjective expression, from "internal necessity" (Kandinsky), is to not be an 
artist at all.  

   Every young artist in art school quickly learns that becoming an artist is a 
not so much a matter of gaining studio skills but in learning how to present 
oneself as an artist, i.e., to be the critic and theorist of the idea that 
underlies whatever one does or makes as illustrations of that idea.  This is 
the 
main reason why studio skills are being more and more devalued  -- it's called 
deskilling -- in art schools. Going to art school today does not lead to the 
production of the "masterpiece" or demonstration of professional skills but to 
fashioning of the artist's statement, the critical and philosophical 
declaration 
-- the art -- that is confirmed by whatever exemplifies it.

   No one would say that before artists became verbalizing critics and 
theorists they had no ideas or intentions to guide their artmaking. What was 
different in the past, however, was the ambiguity and generalized nature of 
expressed aims.  Often, they were poetic, grandiose, subjective and romantic; 
rarely explicit and declarative in objective terms.  Artists knew they had 
artistic intentions for their work but they could never say, precisely, what 
they were and why. Or they made them up after the fact, which is fine with me.  
 
They made artworks and didn't really know why or if what they did was art 
except 
by a sense of inner satisfaction, a recognition of some congealed abundance of 
Proustian-like metaphor, memory, and feeling.   In the past artists seemed to 
know about the Intentional Fallacy long before Beardsley and Wimsatt explained 
it.  They knew intentions were probably necessary to even begin to make an 
artwork but they also knew that they were insufficient as proofs of art.  They 
knew that no work of art can be made by prescription.  This is no longer the 
case.  Nowadays art is made by prescription and the prescription is the 
artist's 
statement.

   Just as the modern world has evolved into a world where all knowledge is 
specialized and subdivided and where people are valued according to their 
specializations, so too are artists now specialized, no longer by skill-sets, 
such as painter, sculptor and the like but by their artistic intentions as 
prescribed by their artist statements.  In this they follow the mandate of 
specializations to a very refined degree, not unlike the medical profession 
where physicians limit themselves to particular anatomic and biologic areas of 
expertise in order to be best prepared to cure relevant injuries and disease. 
 So too are they like the pharmaceutical scientists who invent new pills to 
remedy an ever-expanding lexicon of ills or maybe worse, provide for better, 
more precisely defined, mental health (which presumes broader and broader 
conditions of mental illness).  

  
   I think artists know that something is wrong with the purpose of the artist 
statement even as they know it is crucial for their careers. The evidence for 
this is the almost universal hedging one notices in them.  In writing them 
artists always avoid being clearly in one zone of activity or another.  Unlike 
the doctor who specializes strictly in, say, afflictions of the hand but not 
the 
feet, the artist will usually want to be positioned among ''blurred 
boundaries'' 
between, say, abstraction and figuration;  unlike the pharmaceutical industry 
which promotes one pill for neck aches and another for headaches, the artist 
claims that his or her intentions, theory, what have you, cures at least two or 
three common art illnesses, while sharply avoiding the vague claims of artistic 
panacea of earlier artist's sayings, such as Cezanne's, "I want to make of 
Impressionism something solid and enduring like the art of the museums".   No 
hip young artist of today would begin an artist statement with a sentence like 
that.  

  Whatever the claims, purposes or values of the artist statement, I am against 
them as proclamations, prescriptions, promises of intent, theory, exclusionary 
criticism, or as anything other than awkward to elegant ruminations of 
interests 
and desires. It's a simple recognition of real-world fact that no-one knows 
what 
makes a work of art -- no definition suffices -- and no artist can presume that 
anything he or she does is or is not a work of art.  There are too many 
different and changing conditions, not excluding randomness, that ultimately 
enable some things to be art, maybe for a while, and others to be forever 
propositional.  As scholar ThierrydeDuve has written, "The jury is still always 
out" (Kant after Duchamp, 1998).  Furthermore, since meaning is created -- 
maybe 
mostly -- by the audience as well as the artist, what interpretative value does 
an author's statement of intention have? 

   Despite my objection to artist's statements as if they were proofs of 
credentials,  I am obviously in favor of artists writing or speaking about 
their 
interests and how their own art may exemplify one tradition or another or 
refuse 
them altogether.  Since artists frequently know a lot about art theory and art 
history, often more than their audiences do, it's reasonable for them to do a 
little educating in a statement that may help others recognize the complexity 
of 
issues -- aesthetic, social, political, and that deconstructed tsunami of 
post-modernism  --any serious artist must confront.   But while the complexity 
of the artist's 'subject' may be daunting to all, it is not, in my view, useful 
to follow the mandate of our age of specialization, fully suitable to the 
worlds 
of science, academic research,  industry and commerce, but deadly to the 
purpose 
of art to investigate or lay bare the fullest dimensions of human experience in 
the way it happens,  all at once, always in flux, and through neural pathways 
that lead consciousness hither and yon into every corner of our minds, where 
all 
our accumulated frights and pleasures are freshly exposed to our imagining 
wonder.  Art clarifies nothing. It explains nothing.  It teaches nothing. 
 Somehow  -- again, nobody knows how -- it returns to consciousness the truly 
awesome and bewildering complexity of our experience. It stimulates us to 
re-imagine our own narratives, to re-identify ourselves. In doing that we are 
blended with all others and with history.  If forced to write it,  my artist 
statement would say,  "I blur everything to accommodate art". 

William Conger 

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