After coming to the United States for three or four years, I can no longer remember any vocabulary in any article in any issue. Except for a short article about performance art, it was about a Taiwanese who had smuggled to the United States and experienced the cold and warm world in a Chinese restaurant. After a few years, one day suddenly realized that he washed his hands and resigned, and started his own behavior experience. He did three experiments in three years, and one was more exciting than the other:
Year 1: No matter day or night, wind, money, rain or knife, he insisted that he was exposed to the sky all day long and never allowed to enter any obstructions. , Including houses, umbrellas, shade of trees...
The second year: lock yourself in a cell, put a clock machine next to it, the alarm clock will ring every 1 hour, and then you must clock in immediately, so that he will be in a year's time No one can sleep for more than an hour in a row.
Year 3: Put yourself and another female performance artist together with a rope. For 365 days, you can see each other no matter what you eat, drink, or sleep. There is no privacy.
Every year is an exploration to challenge the limits of survival, and a meditation to question the paradox of human rules. If these are three delicious dishes, then "Groundhod Day" (Chinese translation: Groundhod/Groundhog Day) must be a gorgeous performance art feast.
Close your eyes and imagine this scenario: If at 6 o'clock in the morning on February 3, the moment the alarm goes off on time, you turn on the radio and find that the clock shows the time at 6 o'clock on February 2nd, and the TV news is exactly the same as yesterday morning. ; You walked out of the door and found that you met the same people and said the same things in their brains, which never happened yesterday. What makes you even more frightened is that you fall into a cycle of time, every day Everything in the world repeats yesterday, but you are cursed as independent and special in this chaotic dimension. You clearly remember these things happened yesterday, but it seems that everyone used to live forever on the previous day-February 2.
What’s desperate is that you can’t end this endless loop, even if you end your own life, you will still hear the alarm clock on time at 6 o’clock the next morning, and you will still meet the same people on the same street. The same thing.
Such performance art is fascinating and maddening. 1,000 experimenters may have 1,000 results, and the male protagonist Phil has taken a path that represents humanity’s iconic: pursuing desire-achieving fame-being worldly jealous-seeking sustenance-saving the world and saving the people, and after a robustness check, his result is statistically significant.
I think the reason why this movie is admired by major religious leaders lies in the "sublimation" of Phil's last soul, as he said: "I am A GOD, not THE GOD." But I think this sublimated beauty with moral significance is not the first choice for most people. In other words, the result of this "tempered tolerance, increased what one cannot" is the long and arduous experience of "suffering one's mind, straining one's muscles and bones, starving one's body and skin, emptying one's body, and doing what one can't do'. It’s only possible. An individual human will reach the highest realm of "all things are empty, and only one mind". The prerequisite is that he may have already obtained, or disdain, all material civilization. To put it simply, if you want to build a tall house and have a panoramic view of the mountains, you can’t get it at the foot of the mountain. Only after the long march-like ascetics climb the summit can you be qualified to say: "I've been there." Maybe this is back to that chaos. On the topic of "human nature is evil" or "human nature is good", in my opinion, human nature is evil and human nature is good. As it says, "God is God, perhaps because he has lived by our side for too long."
If all of the above listed are great performance art, then look at the feats of some domestic "performance artists" Bar:
First: Recently, a group of people in Shanghai gathered in a square full of phlegm and shoe prints. They knelt down and licked the ground for hours, saying: "Love Mother Earth"...
Second: A professor from a college in Sichuan led his female disciples As soon as I went to the snow-capped mountains of western Sichuan, the professor splashed ink on a naked girl wrapped in paper, saying: "We are performing art"...
This is not performance art, this is behavior stupidity.
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