Heck, yeah, I sell my art! You think I want this crap hanging in my house?
Yeah, it ended for me seeing a guy getting 100k for painting using jet engine exhaust…
Art is what you can get away with.
Doubles as a mattress.
Well there would have to be a buyer for that crap. I would not be one of them.
We all just have to remind ourselves that once an “expert” has pronounced something as “great art” then it IS great art forever after no matter what a bunch of pointless crap it may be.
How about the elephant with a paint brush and his trunk…
I’m pretty sure he doesn’t have the painting of a kitten in a teapot, because I have it.
When I was in elementary school (so long ago that probably the whole faculty from that era is dead, although I do see my 6th grade principal from time to time), the gym teacher took a black magic marker, made a few cross marks on a white tea towel, and put a $100 price tag on it. Even then the definition of “art” was sliding so badly that she actually thought she could sell it. I don’t recall if she did, though.
Can’t afford Thomas Kincade. But my apartment is fully decked in original art. Mom painted a portrait of my cat. One sister and a good friend each gave me cross-stitched art. Neighbor’s water-color is on the wall in the bedroom. One grandmother embroidered table-cloths, pillow cases and table runners for me. The other crocheted doilies, afghans and tea-cozies. Brother’s photography hangs in the hall. I am surrounded by the beauty of love. :) It just doesn’t get better than this.
i watched art linkletter once
You forgot the velvet Elvis.
All this gives art a kind of garage sale feel.
Why is it that these artists just dab paint on paper and call it art. Is it the color arrangement?
I just realized this is the first mainstream newspaper comic I’ve seen say “crap.”
July 17, 2015