February 03, 2014

The Age of the New Artist

What defines art? Is a kid’s scribbles and crayon colored picture considered art? Is art that which hangs in a gallery? Nope. We often question how such simple works such as Jackson Pollock’s are either greatly esteemed or greatly hated, yet it receives so much attention. While we debate the greatness of Pollock and Warhol, our popular conscious ignores glorious works, tediously detailed.

Except for art historians or Europeans, we rarely acknowledge the existence of formal masterpieces simply because it is not popular. Take for example “School of Athens,” by the Italian Renaissance painter Raphael. The detail embedded in it is hardly appreciated, but its magnificence continues to astonish us.

As a society, we are ignorant to this culture, concerned only with what is directly placed in front of us. We leave it up to cultural icons, such as Kanye West to put these art forms back in the spotlight and present it to us as something fresh. In reality, it is not.

We have become a culture of consumers, with very few creatives sprinkled in. What is usually defined as creative is usually torn from a page of someone else’s book. While few understand the passion and struggle that accompanies originality, we take it upon ourselves to deliver over and over again. A simple logo does not cut it anymore.

While you consume and imitate art, we simply piss it out. No flush.