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Originally Posted by SluttyShemaleAnna
I think 90% of art is more accurately classified as Shite, there is a problem with art, and that is fucktards. There's nothing worse than a tard with no tallent of his own, who flocks like a sheep after whatever seems to offer him an air or coolness by association. And thus the buzzwords edgy and provocative were born, and then wrung dry of all meaning. Words like composition, aesthetic, palette, and are replaced by retarded blithering on shapes and movement and ohh look at the pretty colours, while some retarded monkey blabbers about the artist message or some such shit.
Basicly art has been debased by consumer culture into a state where a fucktard can put up a painting, and noone will look at it and say 'fuck, that is the biggest piece of shit I've ever seen, get it out this gallery and put something worthwhile there', because they are afraid they might have the opposite opinion to someone cool.
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This is getting off the topic here, but I just thought of something else that is somewhat in relation to Anna's rant. My subject was brought to mind yesterday when I read a review about some different wine in yesterday's newspaper. It seems that wine critics (oenophiles?) and beer critics have developed a taste (pun intended) for using buzzwords and not knowing what they are writing about. The rest of the fools follow along because they too want to sound like they know what they are talking about. Specifically one comment yesterday compared the taste of wine to green leaves. It makes me wonder what the critic has been drinking/smoking/injecting. Does this person drink green leaves? Has he ever tasted a green leaf? What kind of green leaf - tree, fern, vegetable? Why would this person taste green leaves? It seems too that whenever a critic tastes red wine it always tastes like blackberries, raspberries, strawberries, cherries, etc. Grape wine has always tasted like grape wine to me. I have never tasted any other fruit or plant in grape wine. Then there is the critic that reviewed beer. He compared the taste to barnyards and manure piles (and he was praising the taste of the beer being reviewed). It makes me wonder if this critic eats shit. He certainly dishes it out.