Thursday, January 24, 2013

A refusal

Your man on the street expects an artist to do pretty things that complement the living room decorations. The art world expects intelligent statements about art, society or identity. I refuse all of them and draw brainless caricatures of all these staring, expectant faces. But, since society expects me to be productive, I do a lot of them like a proper worker drone. This creates another refusal: If the art market insists on seeing value in some of these, this sheer unspeakable inflation of numbers cancels out even that.
Yes, it's stupid and self-destructive. Isn't that what being human is all about?

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