I hate performance art that seems inherrently stupid
Agreed. Since my parents didn't mind throwing away money on an art degree even though I have no artistic skills whatsoever, just wanted to hang out in cafes, drink coffee, smoke cigarettes, do bong hits and brood, erm, why don't you guys stand here naked, we'll call it art instead of what it is, unimaginative exhibitionism, I can then call myself an artist, the art community can call me a genius even though I'm creatively unoriginal and boring. Ugh.
The art world is so full of itself sometimes you just can't help but want to vomit ... it wouldn't shock me if they'd consider that art too.
1. getting an art degree requires a bit more than sitting in cafes, smoking bong hits or other substances and brooding.
2. just cuz you like insulting yourself/your talent please don't insult other folks who work hard and really put their hearts into art school/careers.
4. It's painfully obvious you are or were an art student. If I insulted you I apologize. I don't think all artist, art students, art, is bad. Again I was speaking of the art found here and alluding to other types of art/artist that the art community falls over itself to call genius when I personally feel it's nothing more than pretentious crap. That's my opinion, I'm entitled to it. You don't like that? Think I should jump on the sheep train and play hip to art that I find to be lacking skill, originality, creativeness, I'm not going to do that. I like to decide for myself what is or isn't art. I refuse fall into line behind a gang of intellectual fatheads who believe they determine what art is for the rest of us.
Did you?
Did I really need to see every naked person standing about to understand that it's not my cup of tea? No. It's like I don't need to taste every brand of tofu to know I think it taste like snot. Sorry not wasting a dime or time finding out something I already knew going in to hang out with a bunch of art world voyeurs and exhibitionist as they re-enacting a performance art that has been done countless times throughout history. It's the most unoriginal load of pretentious art world gas I can think of, bores the life out of me. Let me guess, you did go and you thought it was, "fabulous" and "groundbreaking," the artist a, "gift to the art world, a genius."
Look, I don't know why you're so hurt and bent out of shape because I refuse to fall for this silly nude performance art bullshit? That you're unable to read into enormous sarcasm of my original post and have taken it to heart.
But just because your parents wasted their 'trip to Europe' money on sending you off to a paintbox school and your finger-paint roadkill exhibit was less than an event your senior year. That you ended up back home living in the basement, eating them out of house, skimming dad's change jar for cigarette money and complaining that your laundry was folded in a way that gives unwanted symmetry to the universe just like your post-hippy 'Painting by Anus' teacher had taught you one afternoon while the class huffed glue and pulled blades of grass from the lawn outside the student union and listened to him recite Siddhartha as he squeezed acrylic azure paint out his ass onto a canvas. (breathe) This all doesn't mean you have to get uptight about some stranger over the internet who doesn't agree with your idea of what art is. 'Subjectivity', look it up.
Now go out and find a job, save your money, go back to school and get a real degree.
I feel compelled at this point to inform you that, yes, if you hadn't noticed this is more sarcasm.
Just like an artist to defend tofu. I used to get these delicious little tofu sandwiches on toasted wheat bread with tomato, lettuce, and a bit of miso paste and mustard. They were divine. Of course I hated them because art is a lie, and not even a very convincing one.
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