Mehandi

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Doodles I make

I doodle and more often than I like people relate them to mehandi.

This tells me that appreciation of abstract art at least abstract forms is present (esp. when it’s rhythmic) in my society, among the people I meet and work with. Art appreciation is mildly contagious, so I infer, by extension, that a wider demographic in my country appreciates abstract art – at least when its rhythmic and dense and looks like mehandi that is drawn on hands and feet on weddings, festivals and other special occasions.

Art is best appreciated by a society when it’s successfully baked into the culture, and forms a symbiotic relationship – feeding the culture and feeding off of the culture. This is where the Afghani gabbeh succeed, where the french band ‘A Filetta’ singing Corsican polyphony succeed and our current cultural attempts fail.

No one listens to our classical music anymore because it’s not baked into any cultural aspect.  All cinema is forgettable because it has no aspirations of becoming a part of our culture (like the marvel movies that try real hard to be a culture in themselves – an empty culture but a qualified culture nonetheless) – it assumes that the outcome of a publicity blitz will be an automatic assimilation into the nation’s culture – this is just grandstanding at best and illusory at worst.

The art forms of music and now even film are baked into our culture, but one must pay some attention to how a piece of music or film or any art can feed off of the culture and how, if done sincerely, it can feed the culture.

Now, if we could only define “culture” accurately.

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