And I cannot stress this enough: bury their bones in an unmarked ditch.
Those are original Warhol boxes. Two Brillos, a Motts and a Campbells tomato soup. Multiple millions worth of original art, set on the floor by the front door.
Theres a regular customer whom i do plumbing work for, for the last 3 or 4 years. These belong to her. She also has Cherub Riding a Stag, and a couple other Warhols that i cannot identify, along with other originals by other artists that i also cannot identify. I have to go back to her house this coming Monday, i might get photos of the rest of her art, just so i can figure out what it is.
Even though i dont have an artistic bone in my entire body, i can appreciate art. I have negative feelings on private art like this that im too dumb to elucidate on.
eat the fucking rich. they are good for nothing.
Yeah I’m confused, how are they art? What is the message or feeling or whatever they’re trying to convey? I don’t really feel anything when I look at a box of cleaning supplies. If I were in this house I would walk past them, maybe accidentally kick the “millions of dollars worth of art” because they would register to me as less than even worth noticing.
Casual reading on the internet suggests that it is art scene jerk off shit. I’m sure it’s just hilarious and thought provoking if you’re part of that world, but frankly I find the idea that someone is paying or getting paid millions of dollars for a pretend corporate art box just as offensive as the idea of the corporate art box not being displayed in a place of prominence
We have over a hundred comments threads about the cultural impact of Star wars every month and it gets wrung out dry with the most obsessive analysis no one hear can interpret anything from still art. No one here is allowed to complain about media illiteracy again. This is junior high curtain is blue shit. I can see why this is a debate about treats all the time, it’s all people hee understand. I’m not even really into Warhol but this is like art school 101 shit.
I get that you are hyped up on all this stuff, but people are allowed to complain about media illiteracy.
‘Getting Warhol’ or ‘understanding Art 101’ is not the bar for media literacy, because, much like Econ 101 or Poli-Sci 101 or any 101 class, the point of doing the 101 class is to understand the basic arguments and terms which a constant academic (and non-academic) discourse is taking place. It is to get people familiar with the terms everyone is using, yeah? It is from there that you can then explore those terms and definitions presented by the discourse, and figure out if you agree or disagree with them and explain why you do or do not, thus participating in and potentially furthering the discourse along. Disagreement with 101 theory (whatever that theory happens to be at the time) is not only expected, it is encouraged. This isn’t math.
That’s the theory anyways. In reality, 101 classes are about memorizing definitions, sleeping through class, and are unloaded onto some poor grad student or adjunct who would rather be doing research.
Just because they disagree with your analysis and beliefs on still art doesn’t mean that they shouldn’t happen. After-all, by your own definition, it is art that they are creating.
Good comparison with star wars as another example of corporate schlock, thank you. the offensive thing to me is not some curtains are blue straw man bullshit like you are saying, it’s that a staggering amount of money gets wasted by the bourgeoisie on bourgeoisie art which is then financialized and used for more bourgeoisie enrichment when those resources could be used to actually help people.
There’s grift money to be made if you understand that the emperor has no clothes and are willing to perpetuate the kayfabe that he does.
I feel quite a bit when I look at cleaning supplies. Have you ever seen an aisle full of them or a cleaning supply closet? Both situations do have an evocative imagery. Either fluorescent lit rows of bright labels and unnaturally brightly colored chemicals or a dim janitors closet filled with jugs of less appealingly colored and labeled versions of the same, meant for wholesale so no need to have shelf appeal. There’s a lot that can come from the mundane. Art is cool.
You described two scenes (and in so doing went much further than the “artist” here), but nothing “came from” it. I still didn’t really feel anything. Those are completely mundane situations and being reminded of them brings no emotions or insights to my mind at all.
I don’t feel anything when I look at most paintings on the walls of galleries. I only don’t accidentally kick them because they’re safely on the wall. I think people, as in specifically our species, have largely deluded ourselves in terms of the impact of static 2D images. You look like once, feel something maybe, shell out a few million to bring it home and then the human/pretty-much-every-organism-with-eyes reaction sets in where if nothing’s moving, it isn’t important. After a while, you’ve seen enough examples of every style of 2D images that it becomes a chore to do the mandatory slow walk with reading-of-the-cards past the paintings in the galleries. The ridiculousness comes into sharp relief when you find that the museum through which you’ve been slow-walking has 24 more wings than you thought, at which point it suddenly becomes acceptable to walk at a reasonable pace and skip entire rooms if nothing immediately catches your eye.
No need to jump from personal distaste of 2-D art to making claims about the entire human race…
Are we not open minded here? Do we not understand the huge spectrum of different ways people move about and view the world?
I’ll grant you there will always be people pretending in order to be part of in-groups or whatever but dang let me enjoy a painting.
I like museums and I like art and I can get understand a lot of feelings conveyed by paintings. I just don’t see those same things here.
Your comment feels a bit like I criticized Rupi Kaur and got a reply like “yeah poetry is bullshit, people who think there’s any meaning in poetry are silly”
I went a little far with it, but my point is that finding something devoid of meaning or emotional impact doesn’t downgrade it to not-art. Repeated exposure to anything can sap it of its impact. If somebody were to donate the original Starry Night to my building and they hung it in the lobby, and if that happened without my knowing that it’s the original, I’d probably never stop to look at and appreciate it, as I’ve been exposed to the image so many times and would assume it’s just another print. It took Warhol saying “hey, look at this” to make people appreciate the soup can and it would take somebody saying “hey, that’s the actual original” to make me actually stop and look at Starry Night.
To be sure, I’m not equating the artistic merits of the works. The Warhol is nice design combined with an art world stunt where he forced people to look at it with new eyes and nowhere near a Van Gogh. The people who own the pictured Warhols have basically reversed the stunt by stacking them as if they had just moved and haven’t unpacked, essentially saying “don’t look at these.”
I disagree. I don’t think something that lacks any intended meaning or intended evocation of emotion can be art. I know this is an eternal and tired debate, but I don’t see the point of the term “art” if you can just say anything and everything is art.
The basis of art is the intent to say something.
this is how I feel when people say “I just don’t really like music”.
I also think that, like music, experiencing art is something you get better at with practice. I get almost nothing out of metal music or like, classical Indian, because I haven’t listened to much. As a culture, we do not spend a lot of time looking at paintings.