In the first half of the nineties, Geesje was romantically involved with the briljant and virtuoso artist Tommie van der Zee. This kind and generous man inspired and supported Geesje to apply to art school. His work and way of working still are off great influence on the works of Geesje Du.
-Duke Yuan, the lord of Song, once wanted paintings to be made and all the painters arrived in large numbers. Standing in line they were told what the commissions entailed. While half the artists were still standing outside, they started licking their brushes and making their ink. But there was one artist who arrived late. Easy like a Sunday morning and with no rush what soever, he didn’t stay in line after he received his instructions but went straight to his lodgings. When the duke send someone to see what this artist was up to, the man was found to have taken off his clothes and sitting naked on the ground. ‘Bravo’, said the duke: ‘He is a real master of the Fine Arts’.-
( Freely translated from the Dutch translation of Zhuang Zi, chapter 21, paragraph VII, by Kristofer Schipper.)
The classic Art Academy education is good as gone. The literal iconoclasm of the sixties and seventies has broken it down and computer-technology has finished it off. The focus has shifted from the product to the proces. The students no longer have to acquire the skills of painting, drawing and depicting. They are solely judged on their ability to sell the emperor some new clothes.
Under the reign of Obama we saw an increase of former liberal art school students in the diplomatic services. This led to a kind of anti-diplomacy. With no skills or content they politely had to sell a policy of destruction.
The mystery of creativity
People with broken or absent souls cannot be a source of creativity. They do however have a burning desire for destruction. But whereas the motives for and results of demolition are out in the open, the same can’t be said about imagination and inventiveness.
“They slaughter like autumn and winter.”
This expression is attributed to the Chinese. It refers to the falling of the leaves in autumn and the trees who appear to be dead in winter. This is suppose to comfort us because spring will always follow.