One golden, sweaty evening, six (sort of) strangers assembled in a secret cafe above Gloucester Road to listen deeply to one another and hold space for the traumas of being lied to about Santa… It is not usually the case that we gather to talk about something that isn’t either urgent or deeply personal on the one hand, or a small-talk sideshow on the other – where there isn’t a primary speaker and where there is no agenda or a goal for consensus, outcomes, actions. But it is equally unusual to engage in conversation about a topic that nobody in the circle is specifically an expert about, where nobody has recently read a paper or book, seen a documentary or listened to a podcast about it. It is unusual amongst a group of people to stay on topic wihout letting the flow of the dialogue start many conversations and finish none. Just people talking about ideas, reflections, perceptions, experiences around one topic. That’s it. “This felt like one of those really good conversation...
As the sun sets on the dusty Gloucester Road skyline and on a flickering, sweaty summer, we can look back contentedly on five evenings doing something defiant in its simplicity, simple in its defiance. On Wednesday 20th of August we discussed ‘The Purpose of Art’ but, perhaps predictably, floated beyond ‘purpose’ into ponderings and pontifications on the nature, value, beauty, power structures and professions of ‘art’, from Van Gogh to Vin Diesel. Here are some of the reflections we could (belatedly) recall from Wednesday: Is art necessarily political? Context and historical situatedness of art… pieces that require context and the constructs around those regarded as "beautiful", “masterpieces” outside their zeitgeist What will art of the future be like? The backlash against new movements and genres Art as a form to challenge the status quo, discourses on beauty, notions of reality and normativity. Dialogue between producer/artist and receiver/spectator Pretentiou...