What is it about the artistic among us that makes them volatile? It is almost as if the quality of ones artistic talent is directly proportional to the one’s self-destructive tendencies.
It seems the ability to create art lies entrenched within the ability to channel and mould intense and oft negative emotions.
A notable example – for those who value popular culture – is Heath Ledger.
I certainly did not see the transition from the guy in “10 Thing I Hate About You” to playing what is one of the most dark and baleful characters ever created:
The Joker is an interesting character simply from a design standpoint.
There is a distinct dichotomy created from his malevolence and the symbol of his physical presentation as being a Clown. Clowns are generally portrayed as happy, humourous and as caricatures.
The Joker stands as the antithesis to this, as his insidious and psychotic disposition is merely a shroud for what is a decidedly macabre ‘humour’.
Perhaps, because of this fact, the Joker echoes a famous line from T.S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock”
And indeed there will be a time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,..
The Joker is a character that , while he does not have Dissociative Identity Disorder, he seems to oscillate between different facets of his personality.
It is then intriguing to think about the mental space one has to occupy to accurately portray a character like the Joker in an increasingly jaded society.
Where creativity is often juxtaposed with an inability for some members of society to manifest a suspension of disbelief.
The reality is, the darker the art that you create. The more one has to inundate oneself into the dark and malevolent chambers of ones own mind.
After an artist has travelled on this journey to create, how does he then save himself? How does he return to the entity he was before?
In some ways, since I do try to “create”
It is, perhaps, fitting that I’ve created the perception that I am volatile as an individual – or so I’ve been told.
It is without a doubt accurate to say I can relate to the idea that art can be created through the search for catharsis.
My cathartic drive is shrouded in the precipitation of negative emotions.
Therefore, my art reflects my reality as my reality is reflected in my art.