Or, "A Polemic Against Kitsch"A controversial photograph was the centre of debate today among some friends, and intermitent thinking about this issue has prompted me to try to circumscribe my thoughts on art, namely the kind that is traditional, modern, conservative, shocking, true, good or otherwise.
"Piss Christ" entered my life while I was writing a paper on the death of classical music. It, a photograph by Andres Serrano, won the Visual Arts Award at the Southeastern Center for Contemporary Arts in 1989. I probably would not know this photograph, the artist, the award or the gallery if it hadn't been for the fact that the religious right chose this piece (as well as nude photographs of homosexual males with HIV/AIDS symptoms by Robert Mapplethorpe) to spur on a controversy over public funding of modern art. The resulting loss of faith in art by the general public and pressure on government officials resulted in a gigantic loss of funding to public art in the US, contributing directly to today's pathetic and fragile state of the arts in general in America and beyond.
Naturally, I am sensitive to this issue.
Interestingly (to me at least), I am sympathetic to both projects (Piss Christ and Mapplethorpe's above-mentioned series). They have become symbols for me of the rift between audience and artist, and the fount for interminable questioning about the place and value of so-called high art in the 21st century--and not simply the role of "modern" art, but also of traditional art: that generally impotent category of once cutting-edge masterpieces reduced by misunderstanding and misuse to fuzzy feelings, fat-cat comfort and background noise. Okay, I let my objectivity lapse there, but is anyone surprised I feel this way? I am, a little bit.
For this reason, among others which I will explain briefly, I
like Piss Christ.

If I didn't know it was a crucifix submerged in urine, I might call this a strikingly haunting picture. The overexposure which whites out the features of Christ's face, the eerie orange glow, the streak-effects which make it look like some ancient artifact (like perhaps the faded picture of a distant ancestor one would find in an old desk)--I might put this in a frame on my wall. "Piss Christ" is beautiful. I don't think anyone will disagree with this if the image is taken at face value. Clearly, it is its interpretation that turns many people off.
I can't blame people for the typical reaction they have to this image because I had it when I first saw it, and surely the artist expected this reaction; it is part of the work's content/message. If I can attempt to put words in people's mouths, a typical reaction is that the artist is defacing Christ's likeness and thus blaspheming all that He is by soaking the image in a disgusting substance. The message taken from this interpretation is that the artist hates Christ (and by association Christianity and Christians) because he shows no respect for their sacred images. (Some interpreters go on to suggest some kind of association with corroded family values, etc. but I think this is an uncalled-for assumption and rather politically motivated.) The response is emotional, which is certainly what the artist intends, but I'm not sure he anticipated the form of this response; namely, "We need to stop funding modern art because it is clearly bad, disgusting and morally corrupting."
I would like to note that "bad" and "in bad taste" are two different things. I feel that "Piss Christ" may be in bad taste but that it is not "bad." Here's why:
The other way to interpret this image, and the way the artist hoped (on some level) it would be interpreted was that it is a shocking wake-up call to a culture that has become overrun with comfortable, kitschy images of Christ. The result is an over-spiritualizing of God Incarnate. By putting a crucifix in urine he didn't mean so much to say I'm desecrating Christ (though he was playing with this association--a visual "pun" maybe?) as I'm thinking about what it really means for God to become human. I'll leave it at that because any attempt to offer a comparison will probably lead to me composing verbal variations on "Piss Christ" which is not what I'm interested in doing (one is enough).
As for Mapplethorpe's photos... the incorrect interpretation is to call them gay porn. This gives me cause to mourn our fallen nature which too often equates nudity with sex. Though this is the reality now, I hope Christian readers will remember that this was not the Original intention. But throw in some passive reference to sodomy and it's a recipe for reaction. But why can't the reaction be sympathy or sorrow? Why is it invariably rage and censorship? Can it be that the World is better at self-control than...? I'm only asking.
I really am asking myself today why I am so moved by radical modern art. And also the flip side: why am I not moved by traditional art that is supposed to be so edifying?
To be honest, I am frequently moved by the great masterpieces of the 18th and 19th centuries, but not in the ways most other people are.
I do find Beethoven's 9th's "Ode to Joy" movement exhilarating, but overall I find it excessively idealistic and naive. Not to mention that the poetry is decidedly anti-Christian with its secular-humanistic raving about a brotherhood of man, its imagery of God as some kind of impersonal Buddha that's just as pleased as punch with everything, and the grossly sentimental "I kiss the whole world" (my paraphrase).
I find I have to turn a blind eye to what's really going on in "traditional" art in order to get the enjoyment out of it that everyone else seems to be getting. If we were to censure all art that was not edifying there would be virtually nothing left, certainly very little of what we are most familiar with and now call "great."
For me, modern art faces contemporary issues, and similarly produces in me a willingness to face myself honestly.
Contemporary art has always done this: in the 18th century it dealt with the achievements of humanism, the rise of individual rights and freedoms, the dominion of Man over the chaos of nature. In the 19th century it was the overthrow of all forms of hierarchy, of following one's fantasies. These works of art certainly are powerful, but they are not "safe." The only reason they are not rated PG-13 or R is because "we have become more primitive" (great words from a colleague) and can't or refuse to understand the art we enjoy. If we did, we would be more careful with art and not use it as decoration or background noise.
20th-century art, called "Modern," deals very emotionally with feelings of isolation, perdition and despair that naturally come from our culture's embracing of secularism. Why would I want to interact with these terrible feelings? Well, first of all, I don't like "Modern" art; I only study it because I have to. It makes me want to point my finger and say, "See? This is what the so-called Enlightenment has brought you! Are you happy now?" But secondly, I admit I sometimes feel lonely, lost and sad. Perky music doesn't always reflect who I am. Sometimes Mozart's version of "sad" is too antiquated for the version of sad I feel.
I don't know if I believe in the transcendent quality of art: did Bach capture some essence of beauty or goodness that flows from 1720 into my soul? If he did it's a miracle, and it is God's work, not Bach's. Mostly, I am extremely skeptical of statements about the fundamental goodness and beauty of traditional art for reasons made clear by some of the above paragraphs. I do not believe under any circumstances that something is good because I (or you) like it. It is my experience that I like it if it is bad. Conversely, if I don't like it at first and come to love it over time, maybe it is good. So much for Pachelbel's Canon. (That was a little bit tongue-in-cheek.)
How can I summarize my thoughts? I haven't even asked an eighth of the questions that are floating around in my mind. Here are some more of them:
What is the difference between "feeling good" and hedonism?
Can shock art have a place in society?
I firmly believe that traditional, religious art belongs in Church. That is not a place for "experimenting": it is a place for innocence and straightforwardness (not shock-value, cynicism or sarcasm), order and peace, focus and the most uplifting thoughts on virtue, goodness and beauty.
I am impatient with art that is purposefully ugly. "Message" art--popular lately--like installations and the stuff that happens at "happenings" is rather weak and seems to me to be more fitting for parliament or a cocktail party than a gallery or concert hall.
That being said--what is the role of art outside the Church? For me, this notion is explained through art as prophecy. The prophets were compelled to do things and say things that would have been absolutely inappropriate had they done them in the Holy of Holies rather than out in society in general.
Is there something fundamentally wrong with the abstract and the absurd? If so, why do I like these genres best?
Forgive me for my chaotic sentences and thoughts. I hope one day I can find a way to say what I mean.