RE: Contest: Art Commenting Contest
Obviously there's some wiggle room to the argument and a certain degree of me not knowing what I'm talking about, but I'd say it's true enough. Granted, both beauty and significance might be quantifiable, relatively speaking, but the vast majority of anything seems mediocre. Or rather, it firmly sits in that twilight zone of uncertainty where you're not sure what to think. It's neither hot or cold, like something undeniably beautiful or hideously ugly, but essentially just a matter of personal taste.
In term of relevance I suppose one way to stick out is context. By itself your work might suck, but if you package it just right you might elevate yourself enough to get recognized. Have some fireworks, wear a french beret. Just lean into that whole artiste thing and find like-minded people who play along. At the end of the day you're still just a dude painting pictures with your private parts, but people are drawn to the spectacle of it all and wouldn't be if it was just you (without the fireworks).
That's how I feel about it anyhow.
I read your first comment again and this one
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It is actually what @tezzmax said (everyone can call himself an artist) and what @joslud also remarked (the artist enjoyed doing it).
Enjoy doing it, wear the French Barret, call yourself an artist and find people who play along. It sounds like the recipe for becoming an artist.
There's nothing wrong with it in principle and I don't hate anybody for making a dollar, but then sometimes things are taken too far. Nonetheless I guess a little bit of mimicry is part of human cultural dynamics. It's just when nepotism takes over and the whole thing becomes some borderline scamtastic business model micromanaged by an algorithm. I guess there's a place for that too, but that's more like Art™ rather than self-expression.
Again, I really don't know what I'm talking about and I wouldn't call myself an artist either or, but there's nothing to express without holding on to your soul. Maybe that's the point anyhow. Or rather, the cultivation of that quientessence and the kind of self-discovery implied by the process. Not necessarily just individually, but also in terms what goes on around you. If there's a separation in the first place.
It feels as if you know what you are talking about just like everyone who speaks from his soul and not the dollars than can be made if.
How are you doing?
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The sun goes up, the sun goes down. I wonder, did something just crawl into that old sock of mine? Maybe, maybe not. I close my eyes and start dreaming. Sometimes I don't even bother to undress, other times I don't wear pants. I brush my teeth in the shower, but I'm not showering every day. Meanwhile days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, and soon it will be 2025. The future is now.
That doesn't look familiar besides I have a couch now. Save some bear for me.
I recognize a lot except for something crawling in my sock. It remains empty for the biggest part of the year. Santa doesn't exist where I live. I'm also out of chocolate. The future is now but was yesterday as well, 2027. Do you hibernate?
We can have some fun. Did you give scribbling a try yet?
We can watch a film togehter or talk. Let me know. Sad or not I like what you wrote.
Let me elaborate on "undeniably" for a second. Becoming undeniable cuts through all of the social games and allows you to remain yourself (whatever that's supposed to be). But then paradoxically enough it might also contribute to the kind of mystique that ends up elevating your not so undeniable activities. Or rather that aura of competence lesser artists might try to emulate, because their work doesn't speak for itself.