The discipline of the
appreciative review is, I believe, among the great unsung arts of our culture.
I suspect it remains unsung because, appearances to the contrary, it is not
actually a species of speaking, but a
species of listening; and our culture tends to
regard listening as a passive activity. But listening — real listening —
requires that we give over our attention fully to the other, that we stop
worrying about who’s noticing us, that we let the ego go. As such, it is an
activity requiring much more effort than the activity of proclaiming our selves
through speaking our views. For we are a culture, perhaps a species, drunk on a
narrow notion of assertiveness and virility. We are also a culture, perhaps a
species, many of whose individuals are obsessed with rank — to the extent that
knowing one is on the bottom rung is felt to be preferable to there being no
rungs at all. These twin addictions, as visible in the contemporary
university as in the military, lead us to suspect those with a gift for
listening as ‘soft,’ and to celebrate those with a taste for volubly dispensing
judgement as ‘tough.’ My suggestion is that it is those who insist on listening
nonetheless who are really tough: they have the courage to continue to serve art
when everything around them is making it easy not to.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Jan Zwicky "On Criticism"
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