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In our "modern" era, art galleries and museums are full of something called "art" but which means nothing and is empty of any value. Publicists and managers hype the work of mediocre artists to make a dollar. Art is sold for millions of dollars and the public is told it is great by art critics. Someone buys a piece of hyped-up art for millions, thus cementing the artist’s mediocre work as “great”. In truth, anyone could have produced the million dollar piece because it required little talent, minimal creativity, and was never evaluated based on any known art-world standard.

True creative artists can be found and seen all over the country. You can find them at county fairs, local art shows, and on social media. Most of the body of work is rarely noticed, acclaimed, or sold because the general public no longer knows good or bad art when they see it. No one, except the artist, understands the amount of time, creative effort, and skill that is put into a particular work.

In 1952, Pablo Picasso said the following: 

“From the moment that art ceases to be food that feeds the best minds; the artist can use his talents to perform all the tricks of the intellectual charlatan. Most people can today no longer expect to receive consolation and exaltation from art. The refined, the rich, the professional do-nothings, the distillers of quintessence, desire only the peculiar; the sensational, the eccentric, the scandalous in today’s art. I myself, since the advent of Cubism, have fed these fellows what they wanted and satisfied these critics with all the ridiculous ideas that have passed through my mind. The less they understand them, the more they admire me. Through amusing myself with all these absurd farces, I became celebrated, I am rich. But when I am alone, I do not have the effrontery to consider myself an artist at all, not in the grand old meaning of the word. Giotto, Titian, Rembrandt, Goya were great painters. I am only a public clown --a mountebank. I have understood my time and have exploited the imbecility, the vanity, the greed of my contemporaries. It is a bitter confession, this confession of mine, more painful than it may seem. But at least and at last it does have the merit of being honest.”

In our modern world, art has ceased to be the food that feeds the best minds. Picasso also said, “If I spit, they will take my spit and frame it as great art”. Picasso understood the ignorance, greed, and imbecility of people in the arts who feed off the general public. People who make art their business, such as art galleries and critics are mostly imposters. Some would say it is the right of any artist to express whatever he or she wants. I agree. Freedom of expression, however, does not necessarily make good or even valuable art and it certainly should be able to withstand criticism. Unfortunately, today, most freedom of expression art cannot meet any standard for minimal art.