one of the factors that hasn't been mentioned yet is the crucial question of *Who* Is Entitled To Define Art, And Why.
Everyone. That's why this is one of my favorite bullshit topics.
Yes, but not everyone agrees that Everyone is entitled to define art. Many people, in fact, don't think that Everyone is entitled to define art; they think that only *they* (and the people who agree with them) are entitled to define art, and the rest of Everyone (i.e., who don't agree with them) are ignant plebians.
Absolutely. It is clear that Precious Moments devotees don't define art.
I'd calll Precious Moments figurines "art" by the definition I tossed out a couple days ago. They're definitely created for a non-functional purpose.
But my definition is decidedly intent-based, very broad, and definitely allows for "bad art."
You know, when you are 500+ posts behind in
Movies,
it's probably best to just give up.
And, as in all things, I am the One True Authority on What Is Art? (Which does include many functional things, but not Precious Moments).
I'm so glad to hear I was defining art too broadly. What about Thomas Kinkade?
I am the One True Authority on What Is Art?
Skippers/skimmers don't get to decide. Neener.
Was the guy even looking at the painting he allegedly painted when he wrote this description?
quaint hansom cabs convey tourists to and fro, and crowds of shoppers and celebrants fill the streets.
OK lots of people don't know what a hansom cab is but I looked and looked and I only see one carriage.
What about Thomas Kinkade?
Not Art.
Also Bush's favorite painting? Real borderline, tending towards Not Art.
Skippity/Skimming? Art.
Was the guy even looking at the painting he allegedly painted when he wrote this description?
oh hai - invisible hansom cab
Now I want to LOLcat some paintings.
Just to complicate matters, I'll toss in the fact that I had a relative who
loved
Precious Moments figurines, but didn't consider them Art. Cute, sweet, precious, adorable, and all sorts of variants on wee and darling, but for all that she was under their spell she didn't at all think of them in the same way she thought about the Monet and Seurat prints she had on her walls.
