This one may get me in trouble, but as one who considers himself an artist I feel morally compelled to jump in here.
What is the weak argument about the inability to define art? (That’s a rhet. ?; so please save the GD links) It is easily definable as “Creative activity or expression, the intent of which is to define, describe, allude to, portray or capture one or more aspects of the human condition at a given point in time.”
The problem is, no talent, self-obsessed “artists” and their negative talent art history/art theory groupies have to change the definition to “everything is art” so that they can call what they do “art”, or they have to assign it some mystical quality akin to the Unspeakable Name of M-ke in order to justify what they do.
It’s pretentiousness in its lowest form. There is certainly a great range of art that doesn’t do anything for me or that I just find aesthetically unappealing (Ginsberg, Kandinsky, Pollack, Dos Pasos, Tan and lots of others), but at least what their work is art. De Grazia, for example, was not an artist; he was an illustrator. The person who throws feces at the audience is not an artist; he’s just a health risk.
Just to keep the accusations of hypocrisy to a minimum, I use this definition on my own work. There are poems and stories that are art, and there are some that are activities/exercises, and there are some that are just pieces - little stories created for my amusement with no artistic qualities or value. Everything I create is certainly not art, and I think that makes the art I create more worthwhile because I know the difference, and I believe the reader would as well.
