Art is a language. A language without rules or common indicators (though the mediators of Art for commerce or education may disagree with me). When art evokes feeling, it speaks. One of the things I grapple with as an artist is what I am saying through my art. Art needn’t be articulate. My dictionary tells me that the word articulate finds it’s origins in the 16th century from the Latin articulatus, the verb articulare, meaning to “divide into parts or utter distinctly”. Oddly enough I see art functioning this way. Taking life and re-routing it into smaller more distinct segments. Art is reinterpretation, sometimes in a convoluted manner. Always a distinct utterance for us to interpret. Do you see where I am going with this? A subject may be unclear, vague and inarticulate yet by evoking a response says something and by this function it articulates. Our chance for interpreting as the responders to art presents itself be means of the written word or verbal dialogue. I know as an artist I must learn to explain more throughly through diction what mine and other’s art is saying and doing. Though I am certain too much gets lost in translation. There is only so much we can say.
(I have created the above montage to illustrate my point. Or rather, have written the above to define my illustration.)