The Artist/Rebel

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typical Rebel quotes

Essence: The Artist

The fundamental quality of the Artist is artistic sensitivity, yet the easiest way you can pick up on Artists in a crowd is by waking up and spotting those who are *the most different* from the other people around. Artists like to be different. They are unique. They don't dress, speak, or act like other people, but have their own "artistic" ways. They are in life for the beauty of it, and they care about little else as much. Artistic sensitivity permeates everything they do, and this quality of differentness can be seen throughout their life.

For instance, the most successful artists in all fields do not strive to produce work that is "exactly like" the work of their teachers or other artists who inspire them. Each succeeds in their field because of the beauty of the *uniqueness* of their individual artistic approach. This is what is touching and moving to other people. Artists find their own extraordinary ways to be "beautiful" and "colorful."

Artists are touched by beauty and touch others with beauty. Their sensitive "fine touches" *move* other people with the techniques of their art. They move people to appreciate and be touched by the beauty of it. In mindfulness, one can see one's body, in place, is actually *moved*. Art is a fundamental human response to the beauty of life that contains a poignant reminder that all artists are sensitive to: the beauty of life can be spoiled. This realization is "artistic sensitivity."

Of course, it should be noted that beauty *is* in the eye of the beholder. And each of us perceives beauty in our own personal ways. We are all capable of this. The essential area of the Artist is the area in the spectrum of our humanity in which this fascinating human phenomenon of appreciating beauty is most endowed. (Imagine what it would be like without this phenomenon being built-in to our over-all human make-up!)

Just as the Players in the previous commentary are known for their brightness and sunniness, Artists are often recognized by their "darkness." There is something "dark" about Artists. This is hard to explain, but in mindfulness you may see it. This type shuns "the common light" for the sake of being unique. There is often a hint of "darkness" in their being "on the fringes," a certain "darkness" in their (sometimes seen as outrageous) differentness. They seem to live in "dark" social circles. Do you get what I mean? And this quality is *visible* in awareness.

In recent historical eras, they have been the "bohemians," the "San Francisco beatniks," the "hippies," "the New York art scene," the "rock n' roll musicians." [The Artist/Rebel is a primary type, if not the chief personality feature of most of these.] There is often a note of "dark bitterness" about these people, who rebel against those forces and institutions in society which, *to them*, spoil the beauty of our life on the planet. These are not the people most children's parents want them to be like, or marry. They live on "the dark side." They are rebellious, and go their own ways. They live for the beauty of it alone.]

The Artist fine tunes. Artists are willing to try many, many variations of the same theme until it is finally beautiful, the way they keenly sense it must be. They will do it over and over again to make it more and more beautiful. The environs of an Artist are often changing in their visual appearance--new arrangements of the space, new paintings going on. A whole world is going on in there where they live that is changing every day. Artists are for "changes for the beauty of it." (Mind you, I am not speaking only of famously successful artists in the world, but of the one person out of three who has this essential type as one of the three primary types in their make-up, or especially as their chief feature.)

Artists are perceptively sensitive. They are so sensitive in their sight and hearing, smelling, tasting, and feeling with their sense of touch as to be *high-strung*. In awareness, you can feel this quivvering high-strung sensitivity about Artists. They are very volatile, and even seem "explosive" in ways that may seem outrageous or even dangerous to many other people.

Being around an Artist is an experience of having one's feelings changed frequently and by surprise, maybe shockingly. They may show up with green hair. They may jump on their shopping cart and ride it down the aisle of the store. They are unrestrained in language no matter what the crowd is like around them. They shock. Their differentness from others is apparent. You know what I mean.

Yet, because they are so oriented to their senses, Artists may have rather little to say verbally, over-all. They are taciturn. They prefer experiences to words. Least of all, they do not like to talk about their art. They do not tolerate having what for them is an experiential process reduced to the dead words of conceptual explanation. "Tell me what your painting means?" They hate that kind of question more than death. "Feel it! Don't talk about it!" They will never be "pinned down." They count on spontaneity. They are tricky. They are unpredictable. You never know what to expect.

This is a good person to turn to for the unusual. Living for the sheer taste of life and cultivating techniques that make it beautiful, sensitive, and finely tuned, Artists make good stylists, designers, tune-up specialists, fashion designers, artists of all kinds, rock-group members. They add the fine touches to anything that make it beautiful. And notice awarely that practically everything you buy in the stores has these touches, placed by Artists in the process of their creation. In this phenomenon our culture has a "popular national art" that is seen in *everything that we have*, and other cultures each have their own. Art is everywhere.)

Whatever an Artist may do in their life, you will see that they practice some form of art at home, like music or painting or pottery. They will be rather proficient at it. And it takes practice to achieve this, doing it over and over and over again, and getting "in a groove." It takes "putting in the chops" until one becomes able to pick up a line and jam . . . . . in one's own unique way--whatever the form of the art may be. And it's beautiful.

(If you have an Artist/Rebel as one of your three primary types, and you *don't* practice some form of art at home, perchance, you may be quite surprised to see how naturally you can take to any form that you'd like to try out. And you might be quite astonished to see how much this adds to your life.)

Being guardians of beauty, Artists are extremely sensitive to "poisonous elements" in life. They are even high-strung in their sensitivity to anything that "spoils the beauty of it."

This explains the social positions that they are likely to take in public issues. They are against things that poison the sheer beauty of life. Movements for peace, freedom, equality, environmental protection, or animal rights concerns, may be driven by this sensitivity.

In a similar way, at home, Artists may make profound displays over the small things that come up in everyday life that poison the beauty of things as they see it. They may be highly sensitive to things that other people do, in ways that others are not aware of, or don't take into consideration. Artists are easily "rubbed the wrong way," so to speak. Imagine a teenager listening to music and a parent comes in and tells them to shut off the radio. A moment of bitterness may occur. No matter what the parent's logic may be, the beauty of it has been spoiled. Artists are especially sensitive to moments like this of all kinds.

And of course all of us have some Artist in the natural make-up we were born with. We all appreciate beauty as we see it. We each in our individual ways convey some expressions and touches of beauty in what we do every day, and anyone can be sensitive to having the beauty of it spoiled . . . . . like if they build a big building between your house and your nice view of the mountains or the lake.

Artists are unconventional, daring, "different." They are venturesome, and will "try anything once." They have no boundaries. They are highly innovative, searchers for beauty, finders of lost chords, getting "in a groove," and giving lots of nice touches to things generally and throughout their artistic lives.

Non-conformist, they're not interested in the money. They're in it for making beautiful music together and finding a groove.

Personality: The Rebel

Rebels are the committed non-conformists in the spectrum of human personality. They have more trouble getting along with other people than any other type. They don't want to be told what to do. Cooperation seems to be foreign to their nature. They want to be left to do it their own way. If anyone tells them to do anything any other way, then they rebel. Leave them to do it their own way, and what they do may be surprisingly beautiful. They will undermine every attempt to make them change. "Don't tell me what to do!"

Rebels can't say "yes." It is often difficult if not impossible for them to commit to relationship with other people. They always have to feel that they are free and independent. If they work for someone else, they have to maintain a sense that they are free to leave at any time. They don't want to follow the rules. They won't wear "the uniform." They will come late, or not show up at all. Kids who play hookie are likely to be young Rebels. Older Rebels play hookie whenever they can. No one is allowed to have any "strings" on them. It is as if they are "born to be bad." They can be contemptuous. They are "rebels without a cause."

At best, they are called "free spirited." When confronted about their independence, they are surly and they don't care. As children, it is obvious that they are not under the control of their parents. There's nothing that anyone can do with them. They will at least try out all of the things that they are not supposed to do. They are among the first kids to smoke, get drunk, use drugs, have sex. They cultivate a "bad reputation," and are proud of being defiant. They are *bad*.

During the years of junior and senior high school, when teenagers of all types are generally at their most rebellious stage of life, the true Rebels are admired by many others as "anti-heroes." This is the only stage in their life when they will work for other people willingly--to get the money to get a car, so they can get out on their own and be free. They are "cool." They are "hip." They seem to be older than their years. They rebel against authority, if only for the sake of being free and different. They are "wild." It seems that they can't be tamed. They can be incorrigible. And they keep testing other people's limits with greater and greater outrageousness. They can be dangerous to hang around with.

When their essential artistic sensitivities, already so high-strung, shoot over the line into the realm of personality, they may manifest in very volatile ways. Rebels may go to outrageous extremes.

Over-sensitive to feeling rejection (which they often get in society for being so unique and different!), there may be bitterness and spitefulness in them. They have a spring-loaded tendancy to "anticipate rejection" and *reject the other person back*. Sometimes they take rejection *and reject the other person back for it* when the other person hasn't rejected them at all! It is baffling. This is something valuable to understand for those who live or work with members of this type. They are spring-loaded to do that. Rebels reject first and think about it afterwards.

Rebels may even have a tendancy to reject their whole society, as mindfulness will show to careful observers of their lives. A Rebel does it his or her own way. Period. They are individualists who insist on doing things for the beauty of it alone, *as they see it*. They are indifferent to time and other conventions. They are often isolated, as they pull away from society and from many others that they meet. *Rebels do not want to be told what to do.* And they'll live alone if they have to, to live that way.

The Rebel always projects a certain scenario on every present setting and situation: they are in it for the beauty of it. *The basic cry of the Rebel is "Stop spoiling the beauty of it."* And Rebels will spoil other people's beauty back! They give plenty of warning that they can be vengeful.

You can see a Rebel's gestures: *waving off* what they disdain. "No!" "That's ugly!" Shaking the head back and forth to convey "No." Often sitting in a chair twisted away from others, or at the far edge of the room, they are ready to leave. Rebels turn their backs to others. They make vulgar gestures over the shoulder, as they are leaving. "Fuck you!"--storming out, slamming the door behind. (And perhaps returning again to slam the door again and re-enact this volatile expression of rejection.) "Give me one more chance to reject you again!" Rebels are the "specialists" in rejection of humankind.

Stubborn, dark on the fringe, turned away from the center, the Rebel is "the outsider" who does it differently. And they often experience jealousy--the negative emotional counterpart of artistic sensitivity. Jealousy is always about what spoils the beauty of it for them. Jealousy says, "I don't want you to have what I can't have. That spoils the beauty of it for me."

Rebels can be jealous of others' success (as the life of an artist is always about having to find "jobs" to make enough money to buy back their freedom to have time for doing the art that they love to do). They can be jealous of others' financial success in a society where art--despite being everywhere--is the least publicly-financed of human endeavors, and where the great monetary worth of paintings, for example, only begins after the painter's death.)

"I don't need anybody else!" the Rebel says. "Fuck them!" "I hate them all." This type represents bitterness and hatred in the spectrum of human negative emotions. (This is distinct from the anger that is described in the Judge, who wants to punish people to get them to straighten out). The Rebel rejects, and runs away from people this way. When they are embittered, they hold grudges that they will not be able to give up easily. "I hate you." "I never want to see you again!"

They may break any rules, and even laws, on purpose. They may vandalize. "The hell with due process. I'll do it my way," Rebels "get even." Seeing the beauty of life is spoiled for them, they may resort to acts of violence which spoil the beauty of life back for the others who did it to them. We can see this in our families, between neighbors, and on the international scene. (Do you remember how the beauty of American life was spoiled for all of us for a whole year, when the Iranian students took American diplomats hostage?)

(The government would recognize much about this type in all the "terrorists" that it contends with around the world. They rebel against the "poisonous elements" that have spoiled the beauty of it *for them*. American presence and influence in their countries is resented and hated--even if NOT by the majority of the people in their country, by the Rebels in personality among them. Those with the Rebel as their chief feature make up about an eighth of any population or large group, or twelve percent. Those who have the volatile Rebel in their make-up as a primary type are a little more than a third of any population. At highly sensitive times, that can add up to a lot of bitterness in any country, including our own.)

The "Bronx cheer," "throwing a finger," gang signs, car murals, "colors," grafitti, and even outrageous clothing are Rebel symptoms. They all cry out: "Stop spoiling the beauty of it!" "We don't go along with your poison!" "We're different." And interestingly, there can be enough of all types of people in our country who are moved by this sensitivity that the music and clothes of Rebels may become very popular. The beauty of these statements of "resistance to the spoiling of the beauty" is widely appreciated and emulated. It becomes "hip." Art has a very important role to play in the balance of social life. It is all like the "protest songs" appealing to us not to spoil the beauty of life.

People get rejections from Rebels if they expect them to "be who they aren't," and if they won't let them do it their own way. Rebels cherish getting to be outrageous. They won't join any organization that won't allow for that kind of independence. They are not prone to join in any groups, anyway (except with other Rebels), because they are unwilling to play it other people's ways. "Nobody can make me change!" They cannot see anything except being whoever one wants to be. "You can't fire me! I quit!" Rebels are the least able of all the types to sustain relationships, or to last for a long time in one job.

Rebels are suspicious. They can't say "yes." Seeking unrestrained acceptance as an outsider can eventually be their downfall. They are always leaving or getting kicked out of relationships that could be nourishing and even beautiful, if they could only lighten up a little bit. Eventually, being "off the wall," rejecting outrageously, threats of blackmail ("If you do/don't do that, I'll . . ."), threatening to leave--this kind of stuff all gets rather thin. *Even in the midst of much beauty*, when it gets to be too outrageous, people find ways of letting go of their associations with Rebels. Their volatile expressions (like those of terrorists) end up turning most people off. Rebels always reject themselves in the end by getting themselves rejected.

Alienated in their differentness, Rebels may go to such outrageous extremes in their expressions that they go beyond the pale, and become outlaws. Ironically, since all they originally sought was "the beauty of it that they cherished" they may become hunted down and killed or incarcerated. When they pass the line into seeking revenge, and *spoiling the beauty of it for other people, too*, they are perceived as anti-social. They pass on beyond turning people on to beauty into turning people off. "Society doesn't understand me." Rebels may be banned, or exiled, or they may have to live hiding out, always keeping ahead of the law. Such is the Fate of Artist-Rebels who go too far.

Typical Rebel Quotes

No!
Don't tell me what to do.
[Bitter silence]
I'm an outlaw artist.
Don't pin me down.
Down with authority!
Let me do it my own way.
Don't ask me to join.
Art for art's sake.
Nothing is too outrageous!
I won't follow that rule.
Fuck you!
I always take chances.
I'm touchy about that.
I can't stand for you to have (or, do) that!
Watch out, or I'll leave.
I can live without you.
I don't need this!
That sucks!
Looks like time for me to leave again.
The hell with it.
I'm through with you.
You can't fire me! I quit!
I won't!
I don't ever like to be told what to do!
I've had it! Who needs you?
I could care less.
I hate that about you.
I feel rejected.
I hate you.
I never want to see you again.
I'll never forgive you.
I'll get back at you if it's the last thing I do.
Take me back (give me one more chance to reject you)!

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