Pissing in the Wind.

Creativity is frustratingly in the eye of the beholder. It has no simple hierarchy of imagination that says this is better than that, or that... or that?

This is a degree of ambiguity that is designed to fuck with my mind - after all it is impossible to sit back smugly, or even with a degree of confidence, and declare my genius to the world. Rather I end up holding up a tremulous hand and enquiring if anyone would like some more. Yes, that's right I am the Art world's older and fatter Oliver Twist (sort of if Mr Bumble had eaten him I suppose). 

All I'm looking for is some sort of yardstick - not because I believe in absolute categories for Art - I am not convinced that style or medium determines quality, nor that it is purely the statement made that defines a work as Art; no, I just want something that lets me feel I'm not wasting mine (or anyone else's) time. 

I mean personal expression is great and all that, but is it any different from another's personal expression? Moreover is this enough in itself, I mean someone may stand up and begin pissing all over the passengers on a train, but I’m pretty sure we wouldn't sit still and applaud his (or her) personal expression. I for one would want a little more before I categorise such an act as Art, rather than just bloody inconsiderate. 

Now I'm not sure my work is as intrusive as the above example, but I'd like to think there is more to it than my inner id (or more likely my outer ego) screaming for attention, I like to think it could have relevance to others - and not just in the "well thanks, now I have to go and change" sense.

And this is why I want a simple scale that could reassure me. Nothing too prescriptive - maybe a few sketches that move from say 'Duchamp's good effort' to 'Da Vinci can't touch this'. Just so every now and then when I wonder which criteria matters today I could find something that would calm me down again.

Alas, I realise it's the debate I have with myself that creates the final piece, and that the whole gamut of tradition and society and technique has to be run to chisel, pound, sketch or dissolve with acid, until the image is made and we/I can begin to digest it's meaning.

Which is nice, and very philosophical and all that, but I'd still kill for art top-trumps... you know, for a while, at least till I'd trumped a bit.