When I was young I went to Paris to see the Museum of Modern Arts there. One piece which I will never forget is an ugly thing with a toilet, a neon toilet seat, a pipe going across the floor, up the opposite wall finally disappearing behind a venetian blind. The thing which I hated (more than was reasonable) was the 6 pages of explanation which the artist had fixed to the wall, explaining the piece.
I thought that art was a communication and thus the 6 pages simply highlighted the fact that the artist had failed.
Maybe this early trauma [:))] has lead to me having trouble with “narrative”. I also hate fashionable terms and jargon.
Now, in the story of the emperor’s new clothes, the emperor was told a story, and stupidly he let the story influence his mind to such an extent that he disregarded the visual information he was getting in favour of the narrative he was told.
If someone plants an ugly plant (there are ugly plants in SL) in front of an ugly wall and tells me that the cement for the mortar in the walls was mixed with the tears of angels, and the plant was taken from the garden of the Queen of Sheba, and the whole installation was to highlight the plight of prisoners being tortured by fascist regimes..... I trust I will say “thats hell of an ugly thing you have there”.
Imagine a train wreck... imagine a photographer taking a doll to the site.... imagine the photographer placing the doll in front of the wreck so that he/she can get the image of the childs toy with the destruction in the background.... yukk.
These are a few of the problems I have with “narrative”.
If narrative is “primary’ as has been suggested recently then we could all be in trouble.
I much prefer enigma to narrative.