I think a problem I have with the West is that people seem to think everything created needs to have a meaning. Books, poems, movies, video games, painting, drawing, digital art, music... you name it. Outside of the classroom, I often notice this when listening to Dir en grey with friends around. They'll ask about the current song I'm playing, curious, and once I give basic details about the name and who it's by, their next question is, "so what does the song mean?" Now, some Dir en grey songs certainly have meaning, the most straightforward perhaps being songs like "mazohyst of decadence," which is pretty blatantly from the POV of an soon to be aborted embryo/fetus (the song really isn't quite clear on that part) and how it wants to be born, wants to love, and wants to be loved. It has a meaning clearly connected to abortion. People often misinterpret the meaning, in my opinion, but that's a topic for another day.
In the context of school, I notice this when writing papers or discussing things I've read for class with the professor. They are always pushing me to go deeper and deeper and then even deeper until I find an exact meaning and have used all of the evidence I can drum up from the book to prove that meaning. Don't get me wrong, I certainly do love over-analyzing things and writing papers (Why else would I have a second major in literature?), but there's a certain point where I wish to stop and appreciate the complexity of the work. I don't feel like I always need to reach a sound conclusion, I just want to stop and appreciate the story and the words. I like to find the meaning, but then leave things open-ended so either I or someone else can think about it in the future when we want to consider the topic again. But my professors just won't let me be satisfied. "Look deeper, look deeper!"
That's something I love to do, appreciate words themselves. How they sound. How they roll off the tongue. How I put them in my mind and just experience what's there. How two or three of them can combine to bring up totally different connotations, what it's like to put together two words that don't quite seem to make sense but make up their own experience in my mind.
While I don't exactly think this view I have formed is completely Eastern, I certainly know that I now completely prefer Japanese poetry and that Japanese writing has certainly influenced the way I appreciate literature. It shouldn't always be about a meaning, but just appreciating the moment that the poem has created. (Go look up some Japanese haiku, translations are okay, to see actual examples of what I'm getting at.)
I think that's what I'm going for in my month long project. I just want to appreciate words. Some, I've put together because I wanted to experience how they clashed. But many, I've just wanted to see what it would be like to experience them together. The visuals help me to experience those words by allowing me to move the letters around, place them somewhere on a page, and experiment with composition. Don't look for meaning. There's obviously no concrete meaning or point that can be deduced from two words. Just experience them, and enjoy.
Hope that makes a little sense for everyone as an artist's statement about these pieces,
I have also found the most meaningful works to have come from people who don't try at all to put meaning in their works. While in the past I was all about "meaning," as I've grown, that's one of the biggest things that has changed about my art and writing styles, I think.