Evan Robarts

Diatribes occupy a large chunk our scope in the living life of this new millennium. In a society transfixed on maintaining a vital root in both the visual world and the virtual, rants are gaining power. The power of the open letter can wipe a person’s public image clean. Just like that, one can crown themselves as an outcast from their past workings and convictions, removing the gravity of think pieces and banal podcasts hungry for signs of vulnerability. Opinion boards breed without second contemplation at this rate, with the virtual, prose trash-bins dating back to the early stirrings of the Internet. Self-validation is not an illness plaguing the modern world propped on hackneyed Western ideologies, but a way of being. It is but a simple way to garner connections in the technology age, to gain recognition.

Cacophony of public introspections aside, it has grown difficult to decipher distinct voices in the masses and experts are beginning to doubt their ability to determine validity, to critique without fear. It is due to the incomplete, underdeveloped standards being adopting at an alarming rate.

While the art world wages war against the strengthening bond between capitalism and the creative world, it is not hard to identify with Detective “Rust” Cohle as he shoots back jet black pontifications on the crumbling society before him. The television crime drama, True Detective, shines best with this particular character's cutting discourse and its ability to entice questions. I think it evokes a need within the audience to dissect what is in front of them, as if their senses are always lying to them. Rust’s disdain, his almost biting disappointment on the state of things rings clear in my head whenever I try to look towards the ar...

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...der to find ingeniousness and golden talking points for progress in the sea of opinions. She also argues that art should exist without context and theory, but that the two were interchangeable now in contemporary language and process. Left to their own devices, some artists will continue to protest the consensus. More intellectuals must dig, remain steadfast in showcasing honest artists and write. Write. Write even it is wrong, making mistakes all away to strike conversation. Without artists like Evan who do not only rely on process and dogma to spring their work to life, there will be more misguided blog posts. More think pieces, ego stroking, complacency. Artists need to stick to their logic and eagerness when taking the next step, doing it because it is what they need. Maybe we are all doing it wrong, but some artists are out there just trying to create substance.