I am my own Connoisseur

I was tired of reading articles written by those who call themselves experts, in fact I never really understood how they could be called "connoisseurs" of art, music.. The musician, like the painter, poet or playwright, seeks only to express the feeling, what lies inside with such intensity that he cant articulate clearly. This is why there are people who are excited about a picture because they see what's behind the canvas, and those who think that Pollock was drunk and accidentally dropped the brush. There are as many ways of seeing art as people in the world. Why? Because everyone is a completely different reality, consisting of his own feelings, personal tastes, memories and motivations.For I do not like the definition of "connoisseurs of...". No matter how much someone knows about music, art, cinema or theater he is never going to tell me what I like, what I love. I´m hurting noone if I listen to a song, no matter how bad it is for criticism, if I am happy listening to the Aserejé and for me it´s better than Sympathy for the devil, because I can´t dance it, or because i can´t understand a word, it doesn´t matter how many rankings Rolling Stone may publish...

I met the legendary American photographer Lawrence Schiller, when I was working for my aunt, owner of the Drissien Galerie at Munich, in an exhibition of the last photoshoot of Marilyn Monroe in the gallery Artmosphere of Salzburg, as a mythical advice given to someone who sets the scene Schiller said, "I do not know what is good or bad. I only know what I like and what I don´t. " And indeed, at that time thought it was the most typical and topical phrase that a yankee could tell, but after a while, I've come to realize, that if you are not yourself,when you choose what like and do not, if you just follow the fashion, to accept as beautiful what others tell you that is beautiful, and not seek what really makes you sigh and feel chills, what fills you up, makes you smile or mourn, causing reflection on you, those things that you think for hours but always arouse your interest, if you can not see the beauty of taking a little of here and a bit of there, life will lose all intensity and your soul will wander through the world like a plastic bag.


In Acrosstheunivers-ity, you will have been able to observe the radical change that has taken the blog, which at first was to treat a monotheme, college bands, and has been transformed into a blend of all the tastes of young people who compose it. This week, Professor J. Luis Orihuela (author of eCuaderno.com) asked us to make an entry that consisted of an interview with an expert, "connoisseur ..." on the subject of our weblog.
At first if I'm really honest, I just looked for viable alternatives to this for not knowing anyone interesting to interview, but I realized that really, I didn´t felt like it. The grace of our blog is that it is written by students for everyone around the world. And it's interesting to see how almost with no sources, we can develop our own discretion posts that may be of interest to someone who one day accidentally finds them.

As Professor Orihuela mentions in his book "Revolution of the Blogs", perhaps the users, tired of the false objectivity of traditional media, are seeking information that doesn´t have masks. I've noticed in my brief experience as a blogger that in this environment, subjectivity is almost unavoidable, because although the other media want to hide there and ting with professionalism, we all stand and love to meet with those who have reasoned like us, what any other reason is there for the comments? There are only two types: supporting or criticizing what was said on the blog post.

However, I do not want to deviate from the topic. I return to the beginning, each person is a completely different reality, and this brings me to the conclusion that we were all tired of being treated like a herd, that "they" the traditional media, treated us as if we were sheep. Unlike in "Animal Farm", we, the sheep (or at least most of us and moreevery day) haven´t subsided. There are more blogs every day because of the discontent. Why are they treating me like the rest when I know that I am different, that I am only identical to myself?For these reasons I will not put the interview of any understanding, I wish to express my opinion and not go along with someone even though he´s got every reason in the world, five degrees, eight masters and thirty years of experience. It is obvious that he knows more than me, and that he can analyze each riff out of the fingers of Hendrix with full precision, he can teach me to appreciate the technique, the difficulty of Uranus Rock, but if he doesn´t understand that it was the identity of Jimi which made Jimi who he was, instead of what he was, he can´t love his music, I´m saying that there will never be anyone in the world to do what he did no matter how much we attempt to define his art, the most important thing was that he was faithful to himself, the original. A genius will never be identifible with other genious.