The Tim Burton exhibit just got me frustrated. To begin with I am not the biggest Tim Burton fan, I didn’t see Alice in Wonderland on its opening weekend. But I do enjoy several of his movies: Ed Wood, Edward Scissor Hands, Mars Attacks, and Beetle Juice. Other than these movies, I’m not too crazy about the guy’s work. But walking into the exhibit and observing all of the work that the man has created since he was a child just seemed overwhelming. It seemed that the man never stopped making things and this hypothesis made me feel that I had not accomplished that many things. I was frustrated to see that he had made some cute little films while he was about fourteen years old. I thought to myself, “How come I never did that?” What was I doing when I was a kid that prevented me from making movies, one of the most fun things in the world. So after walking through the exhibit once, seeing his numerous sketch books and his short that he did for the disney channel, the whole thing was frustrating, but it was a frustration that inspired me to make something. Also I enjoyed seeing the diagram of a martian from mars attacks.
I walked into the William Kentridge a little while after that, for the soul purpose that I never heard of the man and I just wanted to expand my knowledge of artist. But first I had to pass that shitty performance art exhibit by what ever her name is. That piece seemed like the most typical avant garde bull shit. When television shows and cartoons make fun of modern art, that was the kind of exhibit they depict. Any way after seeing five minutes of one of Kentridge’s videos, it had the same effect on me as Burton’s. I just wanted to leave and go make something. This frustrating, almost envious inspiration happens to me a lot when visiting museums. That night when I got home, my ambition to create was immediately suffocated when I realized that I had an art history paper to write. This is the usual case, I want to make things but the things I need to make will never benefit me as an artist, like making essays.