Monday, January 12, 2015

Critic



Knowledgeable or just a disguise for a bad attitude
One of the most fearful consequences to producing a work of art is the critic review. No matter if it is a book or painting or performance, someone can read or view or listen or just attend then write their opinion of the work.
Some may have the knowledge of the performer or writer or artist but his/her words can excel to stardom and riches or crash a career. One person with a few moments can understand or not the ideas and emotions of the art. With a few politically incorrect words can debase the author, performer, and creator without legal repercussions.
And we all read these words and judge whether we will attend a performance or go to a movie or purchase a book or download the song and then we pass on the review. We hold the opinion of these critics, as we do to our trusted friends can prejudice our own attitudes and taste.
Now every piece of art or music or literature or design or fashion or even hairdos should be viewed and commented on so the artist can learn and expand his/her thoughts for future works. A friendly critique can be a helpful discussion without sounding like an authority spout out.
“Marvelous”, “Stunning”, “Shameful”, “A Disaster”, “Must See”, “Screeching Noise”, “A Wonderful Experience” and many more splatter the pages of magazines and newspapers and websites followed by a respectable experienced and licensed critic. As these words sway naïveté, no one thinks of the phrases as basic advertising.
My point is to you Mister or Miss or Misses or whatever ‘Critic’. I will read your review with a grand of sand and perhaps give it a bit of thought, but I will make up my own mind for what I like and what I don’t like. It may be great, but I don’t like it. It may be poor, but I like it. That is just the way it is.

1 comment:

  1. And then there are the critically praised records, books, etc., that at best become underground cult faves and at the worst just disappear. The revolutionary French painters, and even our own Jack Kerouac, were torn up by critics when they debuted, but time was more generous.

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