They say that the beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, which I happen to think is very true. I have seen some art in museums, and I cannot say I like "the scream" by Munch (how difficult can it be painting a face with an open mouth?), "la Guernica" by Picasso (just disturbing with nothing to rest the eyes on) or the self portrait by van Gogh (ugly guy, I'll say that). The sunflowers by the latter looks like something made by a student in 5th grade. Horrible.
Yet these paintings, if sold at all, go for millions and millions of money. It is unbelievable.
I myself prefer to have art on the wall that means something to me. Most of my paintings are either memories from where I lived or visited, or made or given to me by somebody I know.
Ok, so it would be nice to own a valuable painting but all I would do is to sell it and pocket the money.
I really don't get it. And yet still I do. It's all about the money. Again.
But really? How many people really do like these paintings? Not many is my educated guess.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
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