Still thinking about the necessity of art….below a post by a collector of outsider art.
Is art a necessity?
Mandy Prowse recently posted on Facebook a link from one of my favorite blogs, MESSY NESSY CHIC, entitled The African Village where every House is a work of Art. The article evolves around Rita Willeart’s fotos of painted houses found in the village of Tiébélé (Burkino Faso). The houses are simple mud brick structures covered with geometric patterns made using clay paints and simple etchings .
Burkino Faso is one of the poorest countries in the world. Nevertheless, the Kassena people see painting their walls as a priority. Wall decorating is done esclusively by the women and they’ve been doing it for centuries. Using their hands and chicken feathers to apply the paint, symbolic motifs are created before covering the walls with a varnish made from locust bean trees.
So after reading the article and gooing over the fotos, the question that came to my mind was: Is art a necessity?
Humans have felt the need to create since Neanderthal times as documented by the Cave paintings of Nerja created some 43,000 years ago–quite a surprise for academics who’d assumed that Neanderthals were not capable of using their brains for abstract thought.
And what about the 100,000 year old paint kits found in a South African cave?
Why has man always felt the need to create? In other words, why make art?
100,000-year-old abalone shell that served as a toolkit for ochre paints
Man’s need to create art is somehow related to his need to give life meaning. Sheer existence does not seem to be enough. Art, in some ways, is a transcendental experience helping us to go beyond our physical self. Because life is not just about survival of the body. It’s also about survival of the soul.
Obviously, the reasons for creating “art” have evolved since the time of the cave paintings. Today art often seems little more than a commodity that can lead to “success” and money. However, once upon a time, the act of creation had a certain kind of sacredness to it—a sacredness based on the importance of life itself. Take the Venus of Willendorf, for example. She’s a tiny little statue with no facial features but big breasts and a fat belly—certainly not a reflection of today’s conventional beauty standards. However, in a time when food was not easily available at a local grocery store, a fat belly was revered as it signified an abundance of food. And big breasts had nothing to do with porno dreams but, instead, indicated another kind of desire—that of successful reproduction. Life and its venerableness was the real subject matter.
Then there’s the role of the artist to consider. Andrei Tarkovsky made a poetic film about the Russian icon painter, Andrei Rublev (1300s), that provides a good example. At the time, there was little room for artistic license if you wanted to be a painter of Eastern Orthodox icons. The icons were to represent images symbolic of something that went way beyond man’s need to express his individuality. So important was his role that the artist, to protect the icon from contamination, was expected to enact certain rituals of purification before painting. The making of an icon was not to be taken lightly as it offered the observer a bridge linking him, the profane, to the sacred.
Art is a form of inter-relating: We are part of our environment whether or not we want to be. When you react to your environment with your own aesthetic code, you change your rapport with the environment. You, in some way, possess the place where you are just by being there. Because by being there, you, too, are part of the environment. So, if the world around us becomes a part of us, why not turn it into art? Daily Aesthetics
Rita Willeart’s fotos of Burkino Faso’s painted houses via

Rita Willeart’s fotos of Burkino Faso’s painted houses via
Rita Willeart’s fotos of Burkino Faso’s painted houses via

Rita Willeart’s fotos of Burkino Faso’s painted houses via
The home as canvas…Below are fotos by Margaret Courtney-Clarke taken of the Ndebele women painted their homes.
Related links: Couleurs de femmes à Tiébélé video + gurunsi earth houses of burkina faso + Tiébélé painted houses + The Commodification Of Art: Ndebele Women in the Stream of Change + THE STORY OF THE NDZUNDZA NDEBELE + Blombos Cave Prehistoric Rock Art +
And thanks to Luci Fair for relevant links such as African Canvas: The Art of West African Women book
LITEMA,The mural Art of the Basotho + Litema, It is a tradition where women decorate a house after the men have finished building the house + Litema mural art video
book African Painted Houses: Basotho Dwellings of Southern Africa by Gary N. van Wyk…the Basotho women pray to their ancestors for rain by painting geometric murals on their homes and “If the prayers are successful the rains arrive and wash away the paintings.”
Klerksdorp spheres
Ooparts, Out of Place Artifacts, are objects seemingly out of historical context. This includes Klerksdorp spheres described below in the articled reblogged from Archaeology Fantasies:
I’ve seen this article several times now, and I meant to address it the first time, but then I got distracted by something shinny…er I mean work?
Either way, the biggest reason I let it go was that I wasn’t terribly concerned about it. I mean, these things are so obviously geofacts or frauds, who in their right mind would believe them? Then I saw this same article come across my feed on Linked-In, it kinda made me sad. So, to make myself feel better, I will explain why these 10 ‘puzzling’ artifacts are not so puzzling after all.
Sadly, as with a lot of things, it’s easy to put a lie or misinformation out there, it’s twice as difficult to explain why they are wrong. So we’ll be looking at each of these “artifacts” one at a time. Starting with:
The Grooved Spheres
The most common image of the Grooved Spheres
There is a phenomenon in the human brain called Pareidolia. This particular event is what causes us…
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Huipil
Huipiles at Quetzallicastro:


Since the first hands that wove traditional Mexican clothing, a Huipil (pronounced wee-pil) in Nahautl language, is made of soft cotton, (with a linen feel), depicts a story which then trancends to indigenous textiles; both for females and males. Butterflies, quetzal birds, peacocks, serpents, flowers, temple, and other original designs communicate within bright woven threads of colors. The bright colors represent nature, harmony, and the celebration of life. When laid completely flat, a huipil has a rectangular straight edged structure that resembles the shape of a cross. So, for a women to put her arms through a huipil, and be in full huipil attire, she represents the Mexican indigenous culture with pride, and she becomes in touch with the ritual of dress between both worlds, which has been passed down from generation to generation. Among many parts of Mexico, like Zapopan, Tlaquepaque, Tonala, (Jalisco) & Oaxaca, and especially in Guatemala & Yucatan…
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Photographer Graciela Iturbide: Capturing the Spirit
I am working on a book about huipiles so Frida Kahlo’s constant wearing of them interests me a lot. Graciela Iturbide is a great photographer who documented not only Friday but the women of Tehuantepec…glad to have found the post that follows below.
Broad Strokes: The National Museum of Women in the Arts' Blog

Mexican artist Graciela Iturbide is considered on of the most important and influential Latin American photographers of the past four decades. Her oeuvre is rich in dramatic and intense imagery that portrays the surreal and spiritual aspects of daily life. Iturbide’s works reveal her compassion for and dedication to her country and its people. We are fortunate to have two of her works in the exhibition Eye Wonder: Photography from the Bank of America Collection as well as one work in NMWA’s collection.
Born in 1942 in Mexico City to a wealthy, conservative Catholic family, Graciela Iturbide was the eldest of 13 children. Despite her ambitions to be a writer, family and societal pressure persuaded her to marry at the age of 20 and have three children.
In 1969, she decided to enroll at the Centro de Estudios Cinematográficos at the Universidad Nacional Autónama de México to become a film…
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