The Purposeless Pursuit

"Science has a purpose, art does not have any purpose"

                                         -Me

The following statement was uttered by me. And just like the ones who heard it, 99% of you would differ with me. I have demeaned art as a force I have called it without any purpose; I've somehow proved it worthless. But not many would think that art is without any purpose for it hides infinite purposes within it. It is worthless for it is cannot be weighed along with a specific worth.

Purpose is an end, a conclusive point of stagnation that ends a pursuit. That’s science it begins with an equation and ends with a well-defined result. And art… did it have any purpose? Does the beautiful Starry Night tell you of a purpose? Does the night watch give you a clear understanding of its random set up? It’s all beyond reasoning, beyond understanding and most of all beyond purpose.

Then what was art? Art was nothing fixed. It was an infinite dive towards the unknown, feeling a thousand and one emotions, passing by innumerable thoughts. It was free from purpose. It was like happiness, like an orgasm, unaffected by anything, without any purpose, not reaching a conclusive point but breaking free through a free-fall of liberation.

They all argue, then why do movies have a message? I say those movies aren’t art, they’re an amalgamation of art and science, the science of psychology, of passing a message to the minds in return for the green paper of materialistic powers. This amalgamation is necessary in the worldly environment, and it works at times when the ruling element is art and not the science of generating psychological appeal (read “making money”)

So the next time, you’re giving a purpose to art. Think again. You may have reduced it to a science that dies the death of purpose.