Eh, I don’t know. I guess I’m a pleb too, (wtv the fuck that is) since I fail to see how a black square is art. Now I want to be open minded like everyone, and I guess that’s pretty easy to do when the definition itself of art can pretty much be represented though anything, or if just about anything can evoke something in someone, like art is said to do. If that is what art is, then that might explain why there are so many different types, and tastes. From epic religious paintings to a collection of bugs smashed on your windshield.
I suppose with what @thorninmud in the mud is explaining, that makes sense. I mean, I never really enjoyed contemporary flower vase and fruit bowl art. I hate to say it, but all the grand painters like Van Gogh…does nothing for me. But it does for a lot of other people. As, I suppose, do black squares.
So I know art is subjective and all, but there’s gotta be some line drawn between expression and psychological fuckery. Again, @thorninmud‘s wine example. O_o When does art stop being art?
This to me is art. But maybe for a square or splotches lover, that would say nothing to them at all.