Anthony Stevens British, b. 1978
Willful Ignorance, 2019
Hand embroidery with mixed textiles
96 x150 cm
Copyright The Artist
Somehow, when we look outside of the initial boundaries of our own individual lives and spheres of apparent influence, we would be hard pushed not to notice the chaos of...
Somehow, when we look outside of the initial boundaries of our own individual lives and spheres of apparent influence, we would be hard pushed not to notice the chaos of the world. What do we think when we observe this? Do questions of how or why spring to mind? Or do we withdraw back into the comfort of our own lives, our safety nets? We have a shared capacity as human beings to ignore what is distasteful, uncomfortable or just downright difficult to deal with. It is about cognitive dissonance and the results of living with this, and I feel to some extent, we all do.
The post truth age is one that is defined by appeals to ones subjective unexplored emotionality, our prejudices, our grudges and shadow. It does not consider objective thought and exploration. Has this age been reached because of our ability to ignore what is happening in front of us? Is this age fuelled by the perhaps narcissistic pre-occupation with social media, a pre-occupation that sees us being able to construct worlds and personal myths where we can filter out that which does not suit us, or causes us the discomfort of questioning that which we hold to be true? Worlds in which our views, by our own hands, are constantly validated as being ‘the truth’.
The post truth age is one that is defined by appeals to ones subjective unexplored emotionality, our prejudices, our grudges and shadow. It does not consider objective thought and exploration. Has this age been reached because of our ability to ignore what is happening in front of us? Is this age fuelled by the perhaps narcissistic pre-occupation with social media, a pre-occupation that sees us being able to construct worlds and personal myths where we can filter out that which does not suit us, or causes us the discomfort of questioning that which we hold to be true? Worlds in which our views, by our own hands, are constantly validated as being ‘the truth’.