Montaña Mágica Lodge
Deep in southern Chile lies the Montaña Mágica Lodge (Magic Mountain Lodge). An extraordinary hotel hidden in the center of a 300,000 acre private nature reserve. The small, 13 room hotel is built in the shape of a volcano that spews water instead of lava. The exterior is covered in rainforest moss and vines and its entrance is only accessible via a suspended, swinging rope bridge. The outdoor hot tubs are carved from the trunks of giant trees. The lodge is located in Los Rios which is within the stunning Huilo-Huilo Unesco biosphere reserve, 242 square miles of lush nature, filled with wildlife.
In case anyone is not having the best of days, remember that this performance of “Halo” exists.
She blows me away every time, omg.
Why couldn’t I have been her
My goddess, my queen.
I don’t understand why we build these people into super stars. It is so much more touching and inspiring to see them as people.
Having had some (very small amount of) experience with people believing I am more than a person, I can also guarantee you that it is also better for the creator to be treated like (and appreciated like) a person. No sane person who is treated like a superstar believes the myth of their own superstardom. So when people confront them with that myth and attempt to engage with it, they feel like they are being forced to act a part in a play…to engage with the lie that defines their lives.
So the question comes back…if it’s worse for the creator and worse for the people who enjoy the creation, why do we go to such lengths to cultivate super stardom? Are we attempting to fill a gap left by the secularization of society? Is there some deep human need to stratify and worship? Are we designed for devotion?
I think we are. It seems likely that, as cultural animals, we are set up to place ourselves in a societal structure, and to identify and idolize personal and cultural leaders. And as we live in what has to be described as an unnaturally populous culture, that many /many/ people would choose some of the same people, and want to see the stature of those people elevated with stages and costumes and fireworks and auto-tune…I guess that’s not surprising.
Or maybe it’s just hard to believe that Beyonce /isn’t/ a demigod. She is pretty freaking spectacular.
I recently read that the human mind is set up to have and keep track of about 150 personal connections. That’s roughly the size that the US Army settled on after a lot of trial and error for an Army unit, and roughly the size of a neolithic farming village. We have more “facebook friends” than that, of course, but we can only really keep track of and care about roughly 150 people.
Nowadays a lot of those select 150 are not people that you actually know. They’re President Obama, and Beyonce, and KevJumba, etc.
So I would be interested in is how people stratify those 150. If that number is relatively constant, maybe so are smaller subsets of it. I’d like to see if people’s 150 breaks down roughly equally into people they idolize, people they deal with, people they’re loyal to, people they look up to, people they provide support to, people who provide support to them, etc.
From what I’ve seen…no one ever sees themselves as at “the top” of their society. They’re always in the middle, always looking up, always looking down, with reward in every direction. It seems likely to me that this social stratification is not a product of reality, but of our brains. And, if that’s the case, that would explain why we never seem to be able to stop creating gods.
OK…this went somewhere I didn’t expect it to go. Sorry.
I made this comic solely to explain how the interview went, so please ignore how ugly it looks. This was easier than trying to just write it down for me.
I am a very emotional person especially when I’m nervous, so this event hit me quite hard.
More news soon.
Oh honey. Oh god. I’m so sorry. Okay. This is not a school you want to associate with. These are bad people. They are not better than you. I don’t care how prestigious they think or say they are. Going there would have been a waste of your time, because you are so much better than anything they could offer you and they do not have a fucking clue what they are talking about. Trust me. I struggled through a college full of people just like that, and got nothing out of it but wasted time and resentment. All they did was tell me I was phony and a failure for wanting to actually learn how to draw and paint, and that is all kinds of backwards. All that self-important grandiose bullshit about illustration and technical skill not being “art” is just hiding the fact that they can’t paint or draw for shit. They live in an echo-chamber, and they only worship the absolute newest trends in the handful of areas of modern art they deem worthy, to the exclusion of all else. That is NOT art, that is elitism and egotism, pure and simple, and that sure as hell does not help the students. They are NOT better than you. Your beautiful artwork and expressiveness and illustrative style are powerful and important - everyone’s is. Saying someone’s work is “not art” and therefore not important is not a critique. It’s an asshole thing to say, and offers absolutely nothing of importance or value for potential students.
Now, that isn’t to say there is no value in modern and post modern and abstract expressionist etc. art - on the contrary. The more inclusive you can be in your influences, and the more you can look at and study, the better. (Branching out is always a healthy thing to do!) But if that’s ALL a school has to offer, if an art school tries to tell you that technical skill and illustration are invalid or unimportant, if they try to tell you that Rembrandt and Van Gogh aren’t worth looking at or studying because they are dead, if they dismiss artists they don’t approve of as “kids who like to scribble,” if they tell you that you don’t have a place there unless you conform exactly to what they want, then you need to avoid that place like the plague, because they are not there to help you, they are not there to teach you, they are there to find people who can make the school look even more self-important than it already is.
Sorry for the rant. XD I’m still haven’t quite gotten over how crappy my art college experience was. (For those interested, the crap school in question was Sacramento State University. After I left, I attended a handful of classes and workshops at the Academy of Art University in SF and Watts Atelier in Encinitas, CA ,which helped me SO much more, as the teachers were interested in actually helping students learn the skills that art schools are supposed to teach you. You know, painting and drawing and inking and sculpting and all that good stuff.)
Uh, so yeah. >_> Basically look for schools with a good technical program that stresses life drawing, painting, drawing. Art is one of the few careers where people care about your portfolio more than where you got your degree (unless you’re gearing up to work for a Pixar or Dreamworks or something, in which case it does help). So find a place that will help you be the best you can be, and don’t worry about how prestigious or fancy they think they are. <3Echoing Julie’s remarks here. I spent my college years at an institution like the one in the comic that valued ~soul expression~ and AbEx over developing technical skills. At the time, I thought it was all peaches, because I was (and still am) super into making and observing AbEx art. Fortunately, I was required to take classes in Photoshop and Illustrator— without those, I would not have gotten a job after college.
I graduated without having learned ANYTHING about drawing, about color theory, about perspective or line weight or form. At thirt*coughcough* I’m still drawing like a high school kid and trying to make up for the damage of those wasted years.
Fuck “real art”, fuck “high art”, fuck “low art”. Learn, develop, grow, evolve, create.
I don’t often reblog stuff, but this comic and the commentary are incredibly important.
A lot of people ask me about college, expressing fear and nerves about whether or not they’re “good enough” or doing “the right art” to get in/do well. Fuck that, kids.
Find a school that will help you grow, no matter what art you do. Be open to criticism, yes, but if the school you’re talking to talks down to you or says that what you’re doing isn’t ~*~*~*”REAL”~*~*~ art, tell ‘em to fuck right off and walk the fuck outta there. That attitude is wrong. THEY are wrong.
You deserve to have an environment that nurtures your art and your skills and offers classes that will help you the very most that they can. Nothing will hurt you/your art more than cutting off the corners of your square peg to fit into a round hole.
/raises fist in solidarity
/extends middle finger at art elitist assholes
My traveling group of painters met students from another school today and while out loud we called them pretentious, inside sometimes I worry I’m not as good as them or I’m not getting the education I need because I’m not at a “real” art school.
I am exactly where I need to be. I wouldn’t do well in a fiercely competitive environment. At a liberal arts college I’m inspired by so many disciplines. My art department may be small, but for that I get so much personal attention. Most of all, without their rigid guidelines I’m given opportunity to learn what I want and to find my own expression.
Off to paint in ITALY!
Bye, Tumblr followers. See you mid June.