Sunday, March 28, 2010

At the Light Table 002

One of the mantras of my current UVic Marketing course is consumers do not buy products, they buy benefits. However, what are the benefits of the fine and applied creative arts? That is, any product of the creative process -- be it a song, a painting, a comic book,  good graphic design, a film, a play or a dance performance.

The process of creation can bring great joy to the producer, but what about the audience? How do they benefit by purchasing the creative product?

I'm not sure if ego satisfaction is the only benefit to purchasing a creative work. Bragging rights to ownership of prestige offerings extend across all products -- computers, cars, coffee and the list goes on. Not all creative works fit into the "prestige" offering category to satisfy one's ego.

"Feeling" is closer, perhaps, but it's a vague benefit for me. The Gulag Archipelago doesn't make me feel good, but it's a good book. Why?

"What's in it for me?" is getting very close. What a great question to ask!

Boy, I've been thinking about this -- a lot. At the risk of answering my own question, I wonder if audiences are really purchasing the benefits of escape and insight when they purchase creative offerings.

Think about James Cameron's Avatar -- it's an escape -- 3 hours in which one doesn't have to sort the recycling. Kathryn Bigelow's The Hurt Locker is insight -- wow, is that what's going on over there.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's character, Sherlock Holmes, says towards the end of Doyle's The Red-Headed League, “My life is spent in one long effort to escape from the commonplaces of existence. These little problems help me to do so.” Perhaps all the arts are an escape from the commonplaces of life while providing an insight into the commonplaces of life.

Our instructor, Ken Bodnarchuk, pointed the class towards to great online resource:
http://www.entrepreneur.com/marketing/marketingbasics/article34942.htm

As always, comments are welcome. 

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Snow Day 007


Henry Miller was 43 when Tropic of Cancer was published. It's listed as one of Time Magazine's ALL-TIME 100 Novels. I'm sure it's on several other "top" lists as well. There's hope for me yet. I am wondering about including Emily Carr in this short story, Snow Day. If I set the story in 1910, then Ms. Carr will be 39. I almost wish to include her as a child rather than an adult, but the Empress Hotel wasn't built until 1905. Ms. Carr would already be 34. Perhaps it's in the cards that she's the matriarch I know her as from school and her resting place in Ross Bay, H 85 E 15.