I think it's interesting that you think it unfair that an artist's work outlives the artist.
For the most recent mailart project I've been reviewing some Plato (unrelated to my horrid tardiness on this project) but related to one of my pieces. I was reskimming "Symposium" the dialogue that deals with the creative endeavor. One of the exchanges in the dialogue reflects on how the union of two minds (in Plato's day, two men) created Ideas these progeny would live on forever. This perpetuity of the idea is, resulting form creative work or collaboration is a fascinating notion to me.
Plato talks it up as superior to the progeny of a union between a man and woman (a child) because the latter is not eternal as is the Idea. I've personally produced both -- object of thought and children and I'm not sure the former is superior to the latter, but it's an interesting perspective. Things live on without us, be they children or works of art/thought, and that to me is both the beauty and the bitter-sweetness of this life that we all live, and create each day.
I think it's interesting that you think it unfair that an artist's work outlives the artist.
For the most recent mailart project I've been reviewing some Plato (unrelated to my horrid tardiness on this project) but related to one of my pieces. I was reskimming "Symposium" the dialogue that deals with the creative endeavor. One of the exchanges in the dialogue reflects on how the union of two minds (in Plato's day, two men) created Ideas these progeny would live on forever. This perpetuity of the idea is, resulting form creative work or collaboration is a fascinating notion to me.
Plato talks it up as superior to the progeny of a union between a man and woman (a child) because the latter is not eternal as is the Idea. I've personally produced both -- object of thought and children and I'm not sure the former is superior to the latter, but it's an interesting perspective. Things live on without us, be they children or works of art/thought, and that to me is both the beauty and the bitter-sweetness of this life that we all live, and create each day.