Talking to a friend today about what art really is, I got this overwhelming feeling. FALSE. He told me this story of a well known art marketing couple team that is very well known in the art world. They took a canvas and placed their baby daughter on it while she was eating. The baby proceeded to mess tomato sauce, food and whatever on the canvas. This couple then took the canvas and wrote an amazing write up about this new modern artist that was the “art of the moment to buy”. They pushed all their marketing know-how into this “project” and within a few days the “painting” sold for hundreds of thousands. They did this as a experiment to prove that art can be very false.
This got me seriously thinking about my own art. The questions are haunting me tonight. What is art. Am I a true artist? What does my art mean in a world of false art? Why do I do art, and how do I do art that I can be proud of?