As an Art student I was never able to portray reality. Maybe because deep down I only wanted to escape it, and facing it, meant facing life, death and lots of unstable moments in between.
I was never able to draw the right shadows and proportions, but that did not stop me from creating my own world of doodles, fantasies and musical intervals (that happened mainly in the shower).
Or maybe I just found it useless to reproduce something that already existed. Hence, allowing the copy to replace the original.
Ceci n’est pas un Art!
For me, Art is enjoying and celebrating our existence. It is the sound of the heart pouring sentiments and every thought in the head on a blank canvas. A sanctuary, where you can escape reality for a moment, and create.
Creation.
Such a heavy word. Such a heavy duty.
With power, comes great responsibility, they say. And creation is by far the mother of all powers. As creators, we are responsible for shaping what the next generations will witness, appreciate and interact with.
And just when we think that we have the tools to be the best creators of our time, I look around, searching for the great artists, for the next Picasso or Van Gogh, and when I find none, I wonder, what has become of Art?
Today we are redefining all the rules. And maybe Art is just another aspect of life that changes and evolves with time.
For some Art is reality, for others Art is science. Some can find Art in the cycle of life, or in how humanity is designed. Art is synchronized deaths and new births. Art is technology. Art is cooking. Art is a million things. But Art is not reproduction!
Rebecca Mourani Associate Creative Director
