Truth exists. Only lies are invented.
–Georges Braque
I am in the studio, looking at a new larger painting on my easel that is nearing completion. The words above from Georges Braque clang around in my mind as I look at it.
The painting is strictly an invention, a representation of a nonexistent place.
I ask myself, “Is it therefore a lie?”
No, of course not.
The painting is a true expression of my emotion and existence. That place represented on the canvas exists within me. And maybe within others who see its symbolic truth.
But I think I know what Braque means with his words. I have some paintings in the studio that I know are lies– inventions and constructions not built with honest emotion. They aren’t necessarily bad. In fact, a few have a shiny appeal and have an appearance of truth in them. But there is something just a bit off in the way they come across to me, like hearing the words from someone that you know in fact to be untrue.
Their lies might be well constructed and even feel true but they are still lies.
And if that feeling comes across to me, it no doubt does the same for some others, as well. Not everyone. Some people don’t want to look beyond the surface and are willing to accept the lie before them because it somehow fits their own needs. For them, it is an acceptable truth.
It is a useful lie that serves a purpose to fill their personal need.
And that is okay.
Well, at least it’s okay in the realm of art which is based on personal and subjective preferences.
In other aspects of this life, I think we are finding that this casual acceptance of invented lies can have dire consequences.
Hopefully, truth prevails…
I am looking back at some older posts this week and maybe next, adding just a little commentary and maybe attaching a song at the end. This post was from a few years back and I thought it had some relevance to current events and the explosion of falsehoods that have overtaken our country through misinformation, disinformation, and bald-faced lies that make up the insane conspiracies and beliefs that have driven so many of our fellow citizens off the rails.
Art is where we should live our subjective lives. But we live in an objective world and all the subjective belief in the world does convert a lie or untruth into reality there.
At least, it shouldn’t.
As predicted, the casual acceptance of invented lies by some of us have produced dire consequences for us all. Let’s hope we can get back to a shared reality with facts that we can all agree on sometime soon.
Here’s a song that seems relevant to the subject from the Avett Brothers. It’s called The Weight of Lies. And believe me, lies have real weight.