I'd like to adress the the relationship between art and scepticism. I've read some of the views on art and relativism and scepticism and they've basically all concluded that scepticism and art is to remain a form of criticism and ambivalence. I'd like to create a viewpoint radically divergent from this. First of all, I am an artist, and a sceptic. To me, scepticism is the eternal killer of truth, justification, and lofty absolutes. Scepticism is like a malevolent god such as Set hell bent on murdering his over zealous and dogmatic siblings. Unlike Set, Scepticism has succeeded in this goal.

Now, since scepticism has destroyed certainty, the real, and truth what then is the most rational action in the field of visual art? This for me has remained a rather difficult impasse. Based thoroughly in scepticism, there can be no justification of any idea or ideology because of the overbearing weight of universal ignorance and uncertainty. Therefore, nothing in art can be justified based on this universal uncertainty. Without clarity and truth, it's absolutely absurd to posit anything.So what exactly does this universal uncertainty entail in the realm of the arts? It basically means that no matter what a painter puts on a canvas or nails to a gallery wall it is totally unjustified based on scepticism. Even the expression of scepticism and criticism remains unjustified as equally plausible propositions against it could be brought up. No matter what, art remains unjustified in our uncertainty. Everything that one creates is just as unjust, likely and unlikely to hit something intrinsic, as every other piece of art. Scepticism has freed art.

Few artist to my knowledge have reached this conclusion. Although, most of my opinion is at the basis of the current "post-modernism" movement in art. The only master artists I've dug up that shared a part of this position were John Cage, Kurt Schwitters, and in a sense Marcel Duchamp. In the words of Ad Reinhardt, "only a bad artist thinks he has a good idea. A good artist does not need anything." For more garbage, I mean words or do I mean garbage, what do I mean. . . on this subject CLICK HERE to read "UNMOVING PICTURES" by Denys Trussell. Also, you could just click on the underlined "UNMOVING PICTURES" instead, its up to you, honestly? Wait a minute. . . . Also, Roy Edgemon's "Post Modernism and Evangelism" is aligned in this vein. There're more papers like this on the internet and on the ever unpopular paper; I'm just too lazy to find them. Wow, a lot of people agree with me. Two people, maybe more, huh, I always knew Scepticism and Art was the "dope" "word" 'g.'

Thanks for your time, I welcome any refutes, constructive criticism, and enlightening comments.

"All I know is that I know nothing." - Socrates

"I, however, am a blesser and a Yea-sayer. . . For all things are baptized at the font of eternity, and beyond good and evil; good and evil themselves, however, are but fugitive shadows and damp afflictions and passing clouds. . . This freedom and celestial serenity did I put like an azure bell above all things, when I taught that over them and through them, no 'eternal Will'- willeth. This wantonness and folly did I put in place of that Will, when I taught that 'In everything there is one thing impossible- rationality!' A little reason, to be sure, a germ of wisdom scattered from star to star-this leaven is mixed in all things: for the sake of folly, wisdom is mixed in all things! A little wisdom is indeed possible; but this blessed security have I found in all things, that they prefer-to dance on the feet of chance. O heaven above me! thou pure, thou lofty heaven! This is now thy purity unto me, that there is no eternal reason-spider and reason-cobweb: -That thou art to me a dancing-floor for divine chances, that thou art to me a table of the Gods, for divine dice and dice-players!- But thou blushest? Have I spoken unspeakable things? Have I abused, when I meant to bless thee? Or is it the shame of being two of us that maketh thee blush!-Dost thou bid me go and be silent, because now-day cometh?" - Friedrich Nietzsche from Thus Spoke Zarathustra

"In Zen they say: If something is boring after two minutes, try it for four. If still boring, try it for eight, sixteen, thirty-two, and so on. Eventually, one discovers that it's not boring at all but very interesting." - John Cage

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