During my class yesterday a fellow student was asking a question related to what makes something art or not art. It’s a good question and one that I still struggle with myself. My own feeling is that on occasion I am faced with something where my immediate response is, “That’s not Art.” However, and more often than not, I end up changing my mind about the work, as it obviously made me question what Art is or is not. Yet, sometimes something presented as Art and invokes the thought, “That’s not Art,” stays in the folder labeled “Not Art.” Usually because it fails to engage me. That said, I believe that the same work could be Art for someone else. Either way, it’s more complicated than it first appears, I think.
Anyway, back to the class. Another student thought she would help her fellow student and try to explain how it works for her (designating something as Art or Not Art) and said …”that you’re still at that place where it is Art or Not Art.” (emphasis mine) What The …?
There that was cathartic.
