Reading the texts made me think that life itself is art. Everything you do is somehow linked to your work, behavior, thoughts even our breathing can be considered an art, the art of breathing correct for example. Life is art pure and simple. Making art is difficult, of course it is. Life is not easy. Life itself is learning.
As our world becomes more complex, making art becomes more challenging. How to compare communication on the time of drawing in caves and today with the challenge to reach the world at the same time through the fastest means of communication? Before, people could communicate simply with a mere drawing on the wall to reach their community; today we use so many types of languages to reach all peoples.
What comes to my mind is that art can be great, good, bad, etc. How you define the work of someone depends basically on your feelings toward that work, how you identify yourself with it. So many works of art that cost a fortune don’t make any impression on me. Most famous artists had strong personalities, and that, can make their art noticeable and therefore valuable. Picasso, for example, throughout his life had so many styles, maybe it was one of the motives his paintings were so successful. Maybe he did not have the fear to change, or with fear he had to change, and broaden his horizons. And with that he had a variety of buyers for his work as well.
Art really change with time. Some pieces of art are timeless, like the basic black suite that never goes out of fashion. Some other fashion designs can have a short life span. Some pieces of art will be always fresh and some will be outdated. Who can be the judge of that? Our own minds I suppose.
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