Heather and I went to an art gallery recently. I overheard a woman, staring at a painting which was abstract. Lots of colors with no discernable pattern or shapes. The woman told the artist she didn’t “get” the painting. He told her he likes to put what he feels on canvas. She said, “Have you tried Pepto Bismol?” That guy was pissed!
Personally, I thought it was hilarious. I didn’t get it either. I’m not saying it wasn’t fine art. After all, his work was on display at a prestigious art gallery. I guess I’m just not refined enough to understand it.
I think a lot of people sort of fake it at these galleries. If you stare at anything long enough, you’ll find something in it. If what you see somehow speaks to you, you buy it, if you can afford it. Then you can impress your friends with something they’ll need to stare at for a long time.
I like the artwork where you ask the artist what is this and the reply is, “What ever you want it to be.” Ok, I want it to be $20. I can justify buying most anything for $20. I spend more than that at Starbucks every month. A lot more.
I love the TV show, “Modern Family”. In one episode, Phil and Claire are at the home of one of her former professors. They were looking at a painting and either the professor or Claire said that they love the impressionists. Phil, in classic form, said “I do too. Your Rich Littles, Frank Gorshins…”
I have a daughter who is an amazing artist. Really amazing. Her work is unbelievably good. I wish I could buy all of her paintings and drawings. She really should be famous for what she does, but has not yet decided to really go after it. One never really appreciates their own work as much as others do. Look her up. Her name is Cecilee Beck.
Then there are the artsy-fartsy films. You can see so many of them at the film festivals, which are great outlets to have industry folks check out your work. You better hope that they “get it”. If you find yourself having to explain the film to an industry person, don’t waste your breath.
I remember taking a very well educated attorney friend to see “Six Degrees of Separation”. At the conclusion of the film, the audience began to clap, something I would learn happens at many of these types of films. My friend stood up and said, “Hello? Can anyone explain what this movie was about??” Not one person said anything. I was cracking up.
I guess it’s true, that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. To each his own. I do think that artist should really consider the Pepto Bismol.
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