I came across this art blog which has some really versatile art work. I visit this blog often because I’ve always been intersted in arts and intrigued at their complexity and abstraction. It reveals seemingly random musings have a meaning, disparate people have a pattern of connection. I enjoy arts as a means of exploring myself and eventually as a tool to understand the world better. Mikko Tyllinen has some great contribution to contemporary art work ( and thak God his work can be viewed online for free for I donot have the resources to cultivate such a sophisticated source of amusement :P)
But one thing that struck me out of all his grasping work, is how he described it. The ‘music of colors’ he said. And I wonder what could this term mean? Music. It could mean a world to us. Some love music because it reflects well on their mood, resonates with their life, brings in some cherished memories, alleviates depression, ‘gets one going’ or simply because one is passionate about creating something they have innate talent for, as a means of expression of feelings which cannot be worded but only be realized and rendered. But I’m wondering what could music of colors mean to Mishellangello ( as Mikko Tyllinen likes to call himself). It’s difficult to sit in an artist’s head and understand how he feels about his art, in that case you could reproduce the work yourself which is impossible since true art’s always unique to the one who conceived it.
But as much as I can imagine, music of colors, to a gifted deft painter could mean seeing a harmony in hues and frequencies of light such that when struck together, they could ring like music. Ring, such a crude word to describe a phenomena where colors contrast and mash together to standout or dissolve into greater subtlety of creativity almost producing a sound that is sublime. A sound thats so synchronus, its like music to the artist’s mind. Congrous and mellowed like a symphony.
(P.S: Neither me nor the artist has synthesia neither are we delusional :P)
But what on earth is the poetry of music? Seems like this is going to be easier to explain than I previously thought. Friedrich von Schiller, was a famous German philosopher, historian, playwright and poet of 18th century. One of his most famous piece of poetry ‘Ode an die Freude’ (Ode to Joy), has been adaopted as a National Anthem of European Union in 1972 and has also proven to be instrumental in shaping , according to The Economist ‘the most powerful symbol of absolute music’, Beethoven’s 9th symphony*. This isn’t surprising, neither is the fact that the greatest composer of all time was deaf enough to not hear the crowd furiously applauding his performance right on his head. As much as appreciation of music has to do with auditory stimulation, much of it’s origin has to do with perceiving a thought.
Music historian Dr. James Parson of Missouri State University notes down Beethoven took many of Schiller’s ideas to heart. According to Beethoven’s biographer, Alexander Wheelock Thayer, Beethoven often penned down his reflection, most of which were inferred from Schillers play, such as the Monk Song in Wilhelm Tell. Beethoven’s stance on possession and guilt, possessions are not the highest things in the world but guilt is the greatest evil, are the exact quotatons of final three lines of Schiller’s play Bride of Messina (a detailed synopsis of this play comming soon!). Beethoven’s other composition, ‘Schmerz und ewig ist die Freude’ –The Pain is Short, the Joy is Eternal, is based on final lines of yet another Schiller’s play, The Virgin of Orleans. This concept of translating words into music or music into the spirit of poetry was perhaps not so novel to Schiller himself either. As he regards, “Music must never paint in words and surrender itself to petty game playing,but rather, it must follow the spirit of poetry in its entirety.”