Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Art and Culture: Good Health may be found at the Museum

If you thought visiting art museums and attending cultural activities is highly boring and a sheer waste of time, then you seriously need to think again. Rather, think about the times of the earliest hunter/gatherers, the Early Man and what he did in his free time. Yes, maybe in his leisure time, he went to work on his spinning logs inventing tools and building fires or simply hunting! But have you ever wondered what really occupied his free time? The earliest artists were the hundred thousand year old Neanderthals, paintings the walls of their deep dark caves. So, don’t we need to rethink – Are the human beings progressing as a specie or simply undergoing metamorphosis into machines? Has this got to do something with the ever shortening leisure time on our hand?

In these times, for most people, caught up with their mundanely stressful lives, leisure time does not include stuff like developing a sense of appreciation for finer art. Work related problems and tensions make you mechanical enough to ignore the creative and aesthetic aspects which the humankind possesses. However, in such a rat race, it is increasingly becoming important to slow down and enjoy good and beautiful things around you.

A recent research study seems to support the above mentioned statement quite well enough. The study points out that men and women who engaged in artistic-cultural activities on a regular basis were more likely to recognize with the emotions such as happiness, contentment and healthfulness. The study also stated that a more developed taste in art is directly proportional to your personal healthy lifestyle.

Increasing participation in cultural groups and social activities can also dramatically lower your stress levels and instill you with a deep sense of well-being. A healthy sense of well being is highly necessary to function well as a normal, feeling-perceiving human. Naturally, this strongly prevailing sense of well being helps lower the levels of depression and anxiety.

Creative tasks like joining crafts or baking/cookery classes and activity clubs like swimming, photography, music etc can give you the much needed break to introspect about various facets of life. Similarly browsing through an art museum and gazing at numerous styles of paintings while absorbing their exquisiteness in detail can stimulate those cells in your brain which have been dulled over time. Certainly, this helps to invigorate you internally and you begin to look at life in a positive perspective.

However, this cannot be restricted to artistic activities solely. Amongst women, the study reported, increased involvement in religious gatherings and events could be associated with life satisfaction. Religion apart, sports also held a positive factor for women, since most of them tended to be fitter and happier if they watched or participated in games and sports. Volunteering for social work and community help also can lead to believing in the goodness of your self.

The aforementioned research study may bring out a very obvious truth about importance of leisure but some aspects of the study partly require further analysis. For example: The study would hold true mostly in western or European nations only. In the eastern oriental nations, leisure and cultural sensibilities may vary. Also this does not seem to be a longitudinal research study so one cannot be sure about the future life situations and reactions of the participants. Clearly, more in depth research is required that will re-furnish the almost obvious truth. This can result in dramatically higher number of people involved in leisure activities and thus happier, relaxed, and less stressed people.

The healing characteristics of involvement in both perceptive as well as participatory art and music are now being taken ahead and developed into full-fledged therapeutic sciences. These involve clinically approved methods aiming to heal neuro-generic as well as hypochondriacally associated disorders. But these severe conditions are highly avoidable provided you learn to nurture your life with the wonderful zest for skills and talents. Nevertheless, in order to pursue a normal and healthy lifestyle fulfilled with cherish-able, pure and blissful happiness, it is important to retain the element of curiosity and adventure. After all, living life fruitfully is also an Art and all you need to do is try and become its good Artist.

OUR OWN STRANGE MAN (a sketch)

The winter chill pierced his

tattered coarse blanket which refused

to part from his naked body.

He exuded certain warmth,

Which the grey blanket

Fully absorbed.

Both his body and his blanket

Existed the other way round.

And for me,

The winter chill never just pierced but

It also, especially groped and pinched me…

Oozing foggy clouds from my mouth.

And my numb fingers grumbled and

Sought refuge into some warm

Contour of my well muffled form.

And, “Ah, Respite!”

In those mumbling grumbling

Ways of mine, his credulous composure

Never missed my eye.

People pass him, paying grim glances,

While the Lord spends gleefully

His grubby blanket days.

His spectacular round belly

Seemed to me a like donation box

For all the curious gazes he lives off.

Graduating winter cold saw him

More and more stark and contained.

Absolutely, a beggar in meditation

With his poverty and peace.

His holy abode is the lonely, humble,

Local Bus stop erected over the footpath.

Yes people, god is finally accessible!!

All that his ravishing presence seeks is

To mark our consciousness with

A mark of an indelible vermilion, in the

Color of his peculiar physicality.

Vermilion is passé, so he must have

Spilled sunshine over me.

And caught me in a trance.

To me he resembles the humid summers

Settling thick, rendering opaque, like glue.

His nakedness is often candid in the

obvious glow of Innermost visions.

Oh, his Earth face-

Oval, partly dark, highly vegetated,

Sometimes moist with salinity and

Inhabited by baser organisms.

Only this Earth, that he resembles,

Seems happier!!

Nature undergoing regression, maybe??

His gait isn’t madly masculine.

But Gullible and sublime.

Tells the protrusion of his belly,

“he ate himself to Salvation”

And I reply, “it reflects”.

On this the blanket gives way

And the belly button wriggles,

in possible anticipation, I presume.

His feet chuckle, I almost hear

Something in a dust laden,

Mud soaked voice.

Then his matted locks

break into an unsettling dance.

And his ruffled beauty is like magic.

Every moment growing in freedom,

Just like his own insane will.

Freedom, like himself

deconstructs structures and shrines .

Shrines are like this local Bus stop,

Humble yet Resurrected.

And gods are like him

Discomforting!

Himself, like freedom

He moves on and on and on

From here to there to nowhere!

Neha Tickoo, 2011