How can it be outsider if it’s in a museum?
Sorry, I don’t understand the art scene.
It can’t be outsider art if it’s not in a museum, because the definition of “art” is “something displayed in a museum”.
Read the biographies of some outsider artists:
The term “outsider art” was created in 1972 to distinguish such people from the kind of people who were the stereotype of what artists were like. An artist was thought of as someone who had grown up planning to be an artist. Their family was the sort who encouraged creativity and had no problem with them studying art. They spent their time hanging out with other artists and were usually popular with other artists. They showed their art to those other artists. They knew how to get their art into galleries and museums. They were often able to make a living as an artist.
Outsider artists, on the other hand, hadn’t done any of those things. They were often loners. Some of them were mentally ill. They hadn’t studied art. Their jobs had nothing to do with art. They often spent years or even decades creating their art without consulting with anyone else. They often created art out of things that no one else thought of as an artistic medium. Their art projects were often weirdly huge. They usually didn’t know anyone else in the art community. It was only well into their life (and sometimes only after their death) that someone in the art community got interested in them. Even when their art finally got into a museum, it wasn’t a mainstream museum but one specializing in outsider art.
It could be hung on the… outside walls of the museum?
Patricia Cornwell wrote a “non fiction” book accusing Sickert.
It was very swiftly debunked.
And speaking of firearms, he did an early “performance” piece where he shot with a handgun at a plane passing overhead.
His work “Samson” bordered on terrifying. Absolutely fascinating.
Yeah for some of the reasons Ukelele Ike mentioned, Darger could get a little weird. Sure - the volume and intensity of his work was absolutely staggering and daunting, but naked young girls with dicks isn’t exactly a big selling point with this hombre.
Escher’s cool.
Check. Especially his pornographic stuff.
Some of Goya’s darker explorations are fun. How can you not like “Saturn Devouring His Son”?
Francis Bacon’s kinda neat, and for photographers - Joel Peter Witkin does macabre black and white stuff that really sticks in the ole cerebral cortex.
Raymond Pettibon did awesome shit for SST Records album covers.
There’s a whole bunch that’s escaping me.
Oh - buddy in “Driller Killer” - he was an artist.
And kinda different.
eh! Art! That was brutal!