The Ultimate Warrior

I don't know art, but I know what I like.

And I don't like abstract art. Now, call me uncultured, call me ignorant, but you can have you three lines on a blank canvas. You can have your blue with one red dot to symbolise agony. And you can have your human waste spread on a lightbulb and put into a blender. And I'll keep my 5 million dollars. They recently had something about a 4 year old girl who paints abstract art. The New York Times proclaimed her the New Picasso. They got a child psychologist in to look at her and she said the girl was a genius. And her artwork sells.

Why?

Is it because abstract art represents mood? No. Because she says she just likes painting. She doesn't have any inner meaning, any special motive, any desire to portray the world as lines and one dimensional. She is a 4 year old girl who likes to paint. Would people buy her art if she wasn't 4? Now, it may look pretty, but it's just lines on canvas that don't mean anything. The part of the article I missed however was them claiming that she doesn't paint it at all, that maybe her father or mother do. Her father is also an amatuer artist. Hmmm. They also took video of her painting but they had set up a situation she wasn't used to, like painting whenever and wherever she wants. In the end I think it is mighty silly to get that worked up over some art. I believe that you either play it for shock value or you paint like bad poets. And there are a lot of bad poets out there as I have been told.

Now, I would like the art she does if it was art. Art as in 15th century oil paintings of battles, kings, shit you can see. Not four green lines to represent the current Bush Administration. Or some deranged madman urinating into a cup and calling it "My Inner Self Maginified through Earth Mothers own Breath".

*Shakes fist at Picassos ear*

Todays thing you wouldn't want to hear about yourself in a newspaper: "... police found the body of his mother, which he had been using to make a suit out of."