You know, we’re coming up on 3 months of The Daily Clot in just a few days.
I’m shocked that I’m still capable of generating fresh ideas after this many posts, though there’s certainly the occasional overlap of similar themes (social interactions, existentialism, NYC mass transit, Tetris, my Pilot Metropolitan fountain pen from Japan, gladiator fights, possum fights, etc.). Whatever—I find that I always introduce new potential topics of discussion in whatever recurring theme I recall.
Art can be pretty crappy.
I was at the museum the other day (the Whitney in the meatpacking district) and was UNIMPRESSED to say the least. One painting was a canvas painted completely red, with the exception of a half-inch orange streak going down the left side of the canvas. SOMEBODY PAID MONEY FOR THIS! That makes no sense to me. I’ve spent at least a few thousand hours working on Bloodclot Films, and the “artist” of this crap painting could have spent less than 30 seconds on this and still have yielded a few hundred thousand dollars more than I have to date.
Another painting? An entirely white canvas—completely untouched. In other words, somebody bought a canvas from AC Moore, told somebody, “this is my art,” and SOLD IT. FOR MONEY. FOR SIGNIFICANTLY MORE MONEY thanthey paid for it.
No, this is not art. This is laziness.
If this were art, then anybody could be an artist, and that sets a BAD precedent.
“Oh, I punched my baby in the face, but it wasn’t out of hatred—it was out of art.”
“Oh, ok. You’re not under arrest. Please, punch your baby in the face as much as you want in the name of ‘art.’”
Is this the kind of world we want to live in?
Until next time,
Michael J. Erickson CEO & Co-Founder
