The moment we’ve all been waiting for.
In every work of art there is a tension point. A force that makes or breaks the work. As by kitsch and sloppy art works the tension is broken or wasn’t there in the first place. It’s a point or sphere that gives the work it’s general touch and feel.
Kitsch gives it tension point easily away. It’s like a rubber band, used to many times. It’s starts to crumble and disinterested. The maximum tension is far over due and the emotional values have become blunt and bland. Like a ritual that became a custom and again changed into routine.
The tension point of a sloppy art work never reached it’s peek, it’s barely staying alive, thanks to artificial breathing machines in the form of speculation and external circumstances. A sloppy artwork is not going anywhere, it does not scream, it does not suffocate, it just endures the burden of time until it is destroyed.
Not in all artworks the tension point is obvious, in most it stays hidden or is spread over the work like a veil.
Perhaps one of the most clear and naked form of the tension point in an artwork is the painting of God almost touching Adam in the Sistine Chapel. It’s the unpainted spark between the two hands, reaching out or pulling back. There are many more artworks where the tension point is literately created. May it be The Raft of the Medusa by Géricault or a slit painting by Lucio Fontana. It all comes down to the unexpected break where we all are waiting for but is postponed over and over again. Like watching Charlie Chaplin walking with his eyes closed in the direction of a pothole. But by a rare change of fate he manages to avoid a total disaster and steps aside. (grips a pole to steady himself and sweeps to and fro over a chasm barely holding on).
The tension point of an artwork is the fun, the excitement and the freshness that we seek in an artwork. It’s the question and sometimes uncomfortable image that captures our emotions and thoughts. Sometimes with shock, sometimes it slowly trickles through. There is no speed limit for art, it comes and goes without warning!