There is no such thing as crap.
Crap is simply something you have arbitrarily labeled according to your value system.
I agree with your summation, but, much like when I find myself perusing the modern art section of an art museum, I get unnecessarily angry sometimes when I view art that I imagine to be too formulaic or simple. I then recall how stunned and awed I have been at incredibly dumb things like the piece, "Five Words In Orange Neon" which is simply a neon sign that says quick simply and explicitly "Five Words In Orange Neon". I was also floored when I saw a bicycle laying on its side with the rear wheel spinning ever so slowly. It just kept spinning, obviously by a motor somewhere embedded in the piece, but I was, none-the-less awed by the artistry.
So, in conclusion, art is subjective and there are large swathes of it which I would label CRAP! I am right! I am wrong.
Thus concludes this free verse poem. Applause now!
Crap is simply something you have arbitrarily labeled according to your value system.
I agree with your summation, but, much like when I find myself perusing the modern art section of an art museum, I get unnecessarily angry sometimes when I view art that I imagine to be too formulaic or simple. I then recall how stunned and awed I have been at incredibly dumb things like the piece, "Five Words In Orange Neon" which is simply a neon sign that says quick simply and explicitly "Five Words In Orange Neon". I was also floored when I saw a bicycle laying on its side with the rear wheel spinning ever so slowly. It just kept spinning, obviously by a motor somewhere embedded in the piece, but I was, none-the-less awed by the artistry.
So, in conclusion, art is subjective and there are large swathes of it which I would label CRAP! I am right! I am wrong.
Thus concludes this free verse poem. Applause now!
