Story and Painting by Lehan Winifred Ramsay
I read about a man, an arts administrator, who used to go to art colleges and tell the art students: join the police, join the army, join the public service, because you might change something there. He didn’t mean that art didn’t change things, though it so often fails to. He meant that an artist joining the ranks of the police, the ranks of the army or public sector might make a difference to that institution.
I’ve always thought that was very clever, since I read it wherever I read it. There is something about the way artists think that could be so useful in places like that. Artists think that their souls will be destroyed by going into them, but I think there is nothing like an unappreciated life’s work for soul destruction. The arts don’t have highly paid jobs. A good job in the arts is actually not the arts at all, it’s management, and one of those isn’t going to give you a particularly good wage.
I guess you might say what’s the difference, taking a job in the police force or taking a job as an arts manager. Certainly, if the arts management job allowed you to use your unorthodox thinking skills to make new ideas bloom, that would be good too. But arts management jobs are kind of conservative. I don’t know for sure but I think the police force might be a little more radical than that.
Artists do go into interesting jobs. Usually though they go into them as artists, with one eye on an exhibition. Or they go into them as side-jobs, to provide enough money for art production. But I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about taking hold of that talent you have for thinking about things in a different way; whether unsentimental, or without having to have a positive outcome, or looking into the guts of the thing, or thinking about whether the world really needs it. Taking hold of that kind of thinking, and giving yourself body and soul to a new way of using it.
I think that artists are a bit passive. That is, despite the tendency to flamboyancy or obsessiveness, despite the showmanship, artists are often a bit separate, a bit introspective, a bit outsider. Not really keen on being pushed around, and not keen on being singled out for odd behaviour. Perhaps that passivity is learned, as being different is a hard thing for a kid. Whatever it is, it manifests itself in odd ways, and one of those ways is in avoiding things that they will find difficult. Going into a job in the police force would be difficult. And that’s a good reason not to do it. But think. All the artists we’ve known who’ve had extraordinary talents to make things happen, to bring about change, to transform the way people think. Imagine what they could have managed had they set their minds to changing the police force. That’s why I agree with the man who first wrote about it, whose name I no longer remember from a book I no longer have.
Creative people, if you take a look around their living spaces, often have great practical ideas for ways to improve things. Once their told that they are impractical that idea seems to stay with them – still, a lot of creative people take on practical jobs to support themselves. And that’s great, but it’s not what I mean. I wish more artists would decide to take on an institution, an organisation, a corporation. Not to challenge it. But to make it better.
Maybe it just seems like a waste of time? To spend years of your life doing what ordinary people do, take an ordinary job. But really, no job with you in it would be ordinary. Not if you really cared about it. What’s happening now, with the arts, is that a lot of people spend their time making art objects, art installations, art events, as if that’s going to really make some huge transformation in people’s lives, and it doesn’t. There is so much of it around, so many people solving this output problem in just the same way, that people don’t really take a lot of notice.
Art doesn’t have a new kind of value that it didn’t have in the past. Maybe it has less value, because more people do it and more people own it. But it doesn’t have more value. And art isn’t seen as having a world-changing effect. There is no Nobel Prize for art, though there is for Literature, which could be a part of art.
Join up. Join the police force. I often wonder what this country would be like with a leader who was a trained artist. More than a woman, more than Labour or Liberal, that leader being an artist would make a fundamental difference. Not a flamboyant difference, because the system is in place and that system would rein in flamboyancy. It wouldn’t be Australia Council Funding for All, a Museum in every Shopping Centre. It wouldn’t be like that at all. But I have no idea what it would be, because as far as I know it hasn’t happened. Apparently Hitler was a “failed” artist. Does that account for his overwhelming popularity as a leader? Or for his excess.
I wish that more artists would think: I want to contribute, and this is not the best way to do so. Because I think it isn’t. Being an artist, being creative is not something that puts you on the path toward great leadership and great mentorship. It’s just not. I think we must be doing something wrong, I really do. And although I find immense value in having been an artist throughout my life, I also regret, a little, the things that the role of artist have influenced me not to do. I thought I would be able to do more. And I am hoping that someone one day does. So that more artists join the police force.

Lehan, we have something at my hospital called ‘Art for Health’, which is a series of displays of any sort of artistic endeavor by hospital staff, whether they be doctors, nurses, physios, administrators, and so on. There’s a surprising amount of talent hidden behind those work facades. Plenty of fabulous water colour and acrylic painting, and lots of photos. There’s a photographer who works in the operating theatres who has a knack for making the ordinary and mundane appear interesting with a simple change of perspective and depth of field.
Perhaps more workplaces should give their hidden artists opportunities to enrich the lives of their workmates through displays??
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Big, I think you’re onto something important here. I see in my travels many workplaces where there is precious little respect or admiration amongst staff and managers. In fact there have been articles cropping up in the press along the lines of “Is your boss a psychopath – try these 35 questions”.
By way of contrast I once worked on an assignment in a law enforcement agency – in a section dealing with the worst kinds of violent crime. The section commander had an amazing number of water colours on the office wall – all painted by …. the commander. Horror most days of the week. Painting and sailing on the weekend. All up a great person doing a seriously hard job – brilliantly. Loved and respected by all the troops and many of the victims of crime – for caring and hard work.
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Emmjay, I really envy those sort of folk (I have the eye-hand coordination of a canine). They often bring compassion and imagination to the workplace, which is in direct contrast to the psychopath to which you’ve alluded. I thin we need the artists, and the poets, and the novelists, and the troubadores, the ones who see beauty and magic in everything.
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You put your original comment in such a positive way I could kiss you*, Big M. I hope you are in a position of leadership or mentoring. If not, get in one. One up for the “ordinary” people.
*No apologies to Mrs M; she must be used to it in your line of work!
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Thanks for the compliment, Voice.
I’m actually at a kind of dead end, in some ways. I’ve moved into a position where five of us nurses work as the equivalent of paediatric registrars, so we mentor, in a way, but don’t have any influence over the general management.
I’m just one of the ordinary folk who enjoy the talents of others.
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Well, I dunno. Not having influence over general management could be a good thing, couldn’t it? Meaning you don’t have to bother with it and you are able to get on with paediatric registraring or its equivalent. On the other hand if general management needs your influence, why not apply? Are there any pregnant general management types? Have we had this conversation before?
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P.S. I suppose dead end is one word. Another might be niche. A niche could be good?
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Sorry, Voice, wrote a reply yesterday, then Firefox inexplicably crashed (what sort of other crash is there?), then I forgot what I wrote. Oh, it was something along the lines of not really being interested in official mentoring, although we do mentor junior medical staff to some extent, but, Mrs M and myself have spent many hours with one young nurse who admits that she has a learning problem (for which she was bullied), but, to her credit, she tried to learn just one new thing every week. Anyway, now she’s newly married, and working in one of those famous London kids’ hospitals.
Otherwise we just plod on, working in our dead end, sorry, niche!
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My eldest son has an Arts degree. He’s head of an IT section in a university. His reasoning is much better than his peers. I’m biased of course. However they have some inferiors people as his superiors, because they play the political game. But are effing useless at their jobs.
My daughter has 2 degrees: One of them Art. Artists are good thinkers; often in the abstract, but see the way. Although my wife is an educator in the Arts…….and just maybe, I think, that I out think her. Mmmm?
I, unfortunately, am uneducated, but love the arts… I’m just a piece of crumpled feta.
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Quite right, Jules. Good for a man to know his place in the world. Oh, and if you think you’re outthinking your wife, I think she’s thought that one through well.
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Ha ha.
Just going out for a trip with all the visitors. Remind me to tell you about my Amazon pressie, If’n I get back!
Got to back to Vectis, otherwise I don’t get my email notifications 🙂
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Vectis is getting old. How about Crumpled Feta? 🙂
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Just popped in. Off to a Thai restaurant, Bye.
Crumpled feta, has given me some mirth. I think that atomou meant ‘crumbed’. However crumpled it will be FOREVER now. Love it 🙂
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I first thought of “crumbed” and discarded it because of the type of texture feta has. You can’t make crumbs out of it. Then I came up with “crumbling”, then “crumpling”, sort of tearing by pulling and folding, rather than making tiny particles out of it.
In my mind’s eye I replayed the action, watching my fingers as I was doing this and it just felt as if I was doing something the definition of which would fall somewhere between crumbing, cramping, crimping, crippling, cropping, scrumming, crumboling, scrumboling, and crumbling… Certainly something onomatopoeic.
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I can accept feta that doesn’t crumb, atomou, but life’s too short for so-called feta that doesn’t crumble.
Just in case you missed them by mistake… bumbling, fumbled, scrambled, bejumbled …
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I think that we can just add in, nincompooping too.
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I think what Ato really wanted to say was ‘crumbled’ feta… I didn’t attempt to correct him though ’cause ‘crumpled feta’ may well have been a deliberate joke… and I don’t like to be too pedantic these days (Voice has more or less cured me of that; every time I correct someone else, Voice ends up stepping in to correct my correction; what’s really annoying is that she’s usually right! Dammit!).
Of course, ‘crumbed’ feta is obviously not what he intended as is evident from his description of what he wanted to do with it as this would imply feta that had been coated with breadcrumbs… as in ‘crumbed’ fish.
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Changing things is good in many ways. It generates jobs, keeps people busy, and looks good on resumes. I’ve worked in a number of large organisations and they are constantly changing things. The default when they can’t think of anything else to change is to move departments from one building floor to another, or even to a different building.
A whole new group of people entered business with the idea of improving it a couple of decades ago. They hadn’t much practical experience but they’d done a course called an MBA. They realised that the way things had been done before was all wrong. Presumably by now it’s all been fixed.
Teaching is another area where they keep improving. When my kids did primary Maths I was told that they were using a new improved long division technique so I shouldn’t confuse the kids by helping them. Figuring that I could learn and understand any primary Maths algorithm in 5 minutes, I decided to read up on it. I found that things had been improved even more than I’d been led to believe. There’d been at least two rounds of improvements in that time, because the new algorithm was the one I’d been taught in school as a child.
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Nearly forgot to add that I can’t do Maths.
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Join the club!
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Brava, Lehan!
And bravo to asty and Gez, as well!
Almost an identical discourse with the same tone of despair was going round a few decades ago, only, not so much about art but about the classics. I was part of that frustrated group who, like a dismissed Cassandra, was prophesying the end of humanness because the classics were being constantly suffocated or even snuffed.
It’s not the art!
It’s the artistic mind.
Between the Platonic Form and the earthly reality there is a huge chasm but the Form is till the ideal, the idea to be pursued. And it can only be pursued by those who seek ideas, rather than the earthly reality.
The cops shops, the court rooms, the classrooms, boardrooms, scout halls and military tents, need to be occupied by people who have an educated artist’s mind. The mind, not the earthly product they’re capable of producing. It’s the mind that will do the influencing, the changing of a group’s direction, no matter how rigid it is.
To concentrate on the artist is to concentrate too much on the earthly product. To concentrate on the artist’s mind is to learn about new ways of concentrating and, thus, behaving. Not all artists can produce earthly products that everyone approves of. But their minds, the artist’s turn of thought is the kernel of progress. Of change, of curing the sick.
Love the painting enormously, Lehan!
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I’m not sure that I agree with you Lehan, though I do like your painting… But an artist in the police force or the army or the civil service would probably end up being squashed, run over by the juggernaut-like social processes within such organisations. You can’t change these from the inside because you end up having to learn how to think like a member of that organisation and in terms of those social processes; such regimented organisations have no ‘give’ in them; everything must be done ‘by the book’ and according to ‘routine’; you end up being subverted by the organisation, or else you get squashed, and that really IS soul-destroying.
But of course, that is merely my opinion and if you’re thinking about joining such an organisation yourself, don’t let it put you off… what YOU think about them and what you can do to improve them is much more important than what I think anyway; maybe I’m wrong and you CAN change them.
As for being ‘unappreciated’, when I think of this, I remind myself of Confucius, who died thinking he had failed; he had failed to persuade any of the warlords of ancient China to adopt his philosophy as their ‘state philosophy’… yet after his death his philosophy WAS taken up by not just any warlord, but by Qin Shihuang Ti… the warlord who went on to become the First Emperor of a united China that was greater than any previous empire that any of the other warlords had created. Perhaps even though you might feel unappreciated, you may be much more appreciated than you think… Another good example of this is Van Gogh… or even Renoire… and what about Michaelangelo?
Another thought that occurs to me is from Oscar Wilde: “Anyone who is truly ahead of their time will either be thought to be insane or else they will be ignored completely…” Perhaps this is the lot of the artist…?
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Well I agree with you Astyages, that most people will get squashed by the system. Not everyone though; there will be people – even artists – who unexpected thrive. I think that artists tend to exclude themselves from many things, assuming that it will cause them pain or damage to ego, and I think that this causes artist thinking (read: perverse) to be fenced off and contained, and artists contributions to be confined to making something for someone’s interior decoration. Or producing “contemporary art”, which is sometimes like a sheltered workshop. Perhaps I CAN be anything I want – the constraint being that extensive training might be needed to achieve that.
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A fine article and a bit of a worry as well. Artists rarely join into jobs of any kind. Those who can’t teach etc. Politicians are rarely artists, often the opposite; the anti-artist.There was one in former Czechoslovakia called Havec Clavel, a playwright. Some Eastern Block countries often had or have leaders that have a bent towards the arts. I can only think of Keating who had an inkling of progressiveness and at least a fondness of clocks and Mahler. There was also a bit of it with Whitlam. Howard was more into tea and Pat Boone.
I suspect, in fact I’m sure, Abbott is a culture hater. He would thrive on fluffiness and the inconsequential as would that Darth Vader, Mrs Bishop and Scott Morrisson. On the whole, one sees politicians at sporting events or at abbottoirs (sic), even amongst tomatoes or welding machines. Never at art galleries, or heaven forbid, with a book in their hands, or wearing glasses, having beards or seen to be thinking. That last one never.
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Yes. And I am amazed that all the jobs listed as “art” jobs are actually management jobs, technical jobs, council jobs.
It’s kind of crazy when you think about it. Scientists, Engineers, IT people have industry-supported careers. How did we artists manage to land ourselves in a position where we funded our industry with flea markets? I think that our art is not good for much these days. It doesn’t fuel revolution. Nor revolutionary change.
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Gez, one must never forget South Australia’s Premier, Don Dunstan!
Now THERE was an artistic mind that had managed to emerge out of a ghastly cultural desert! A little bit of enlightenment in a world steeped in the dark ages.
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atomou, Not really. Dunstan did nothing for the state that lasted. Gays got rights, my kids got unemployment. Hardly enlightenment.
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GOO’, even the most cursory glance at Wikipedia will remind you of how crucial Dunstan’s appearance on the political stage of SA, not to mention the whole of Oz, was.
He fought against a severely biased electoral system and won. He fought against the most corrupt, wealth-driven forces and he won. Not every battle, not every idea but quite a few of them, for which Oz should stand upright, proudheaded and grateful. He was young, energetic, dynamic person, full of good will for the human spirit and wishing to free it from the shackles clamped upon it by the mafia of the British elite.
Here are some of his achievements: Abolished the death penalty. Made substantial reforms to bring about aboriginal rights and womens rights, worked closely with and help the ALP get out of its despicable White Australia Policy, enthroned the first woman judge, the first non-pomie Governor, the first female governor, the first indigenous governor, established consumer protection laws, built a huge system of encouraging the arts and culture, much like Gough did; reformed and expanded the public education and health system… “relaxed censorship and drinking laws, created a ministry for the environment, enacted anti-discrimination legislation, and implemented electoral reforms such as the overhaul of the Legislative Council of parliament, lowered the voting age to 18, and enacted universal suffrage, and completely abolished malapportionment, changes which gave him a less hostile parliament and allowed him to enact his reforms. He established Rundle Mall, enacted measures to protect buildings of historical heritage, and encouraged a flourishing of the arts, with support for the Adelaide Festival Centre, the State Theatre Company, and the establishment of the South Australian Film Corporation. He encouraged cultural exchanges with Asia, multiculturalism and an increase in the state’s culinary awareness and sophistication. He is recognised for his role in reinvigorating the social, artistic and cultural life of South Australia during his nine years in office, remembered as the Dunstan Decade.” (Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Dunstan)
Four consecutive wins during a time of powerful british elite thugs running about causing economic depressions all over Oz.
Personally, I could very easily be his adoring pilgrim.
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All very nice. How about a sustainable economy, better education for kids, health reforms, jobs and a future so our bright minds don’t leave, just sayin
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Hung… you can’t expect one man to do it all… After all, he did do a lot… just sayin’…
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Yes, I had forgotten. I am sure there were other ground- breakers as well. Dunstan wasn’t afraid and went for broke with SA.I also think that Julia has moved mountains of legislation despite the appalling and unrelenting attacks from just about everywhere. The carbon tax will be seen as one of the most momentous turns forward in Australia’s history. Abbott wasn’t even generous enough to congartulate her unreservedly for her 50th birthday. A mean-spirited man.
As for the plight of artists. They should introduce a percentage system whereby a percentage of all public building costs is set aside for the acquisition of works of arts to be displayed in the public s a hospitals, railway stations, libraries,jails schools, Courts, Police stations. They have introduced that percentage system in other countries.
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…and he looked damned good in a safari suit!
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Big M, no he didn’t, nor did Gerard when he came to the Airport to pick up his family returning from Finland. We could not stop laughing…it was Shiraz coloured with gold buttons and it had a belt, it was made of knitted fabric…..it’s killing me to remember it…..
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Helvi, I started work at Fletcher Jones in 1978, the year that safari suits went out of fashion. FJ’s, of course, still had quite a stock left over, and (mostly) old blokes would come in ‘lookin’ for some ‘mod’ gear…just to spruce meself up.’ Mainly newly divorced 50 to 60 year olds hoping that a new wardrobe may enable them to pick up some young bird.
Anyhoo, they were bloody revolting, weren’t they? Mrs M has a photo of her sister’s wedding, with the young groom decked in safari splendor. The outfit only lacked a cartridge belt and elephant gun!!
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Hotly pursued in the bad taste stakes by powder blue safari wedding garb with white highlights – for the boys and salmon pink tulle for the girls. The late 70s and early 80s have a damned lot to answer for, Big.
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I had a powder blue polyester suit in the late 70s. I must’ve looked like a young Steven Fry on the pull!!
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Tractor beam strength pull, I’d say. Irrestible.
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