I see the white dome of St. Paul's Cathedral setting the skyline of London Thames riverside and I think it is art. Not a canvas filled with random blotches of paint.
I see a small insignificant figure huddling by the tall walls of the turbine hall of what used to be a power station now converted into a modern art gallery and I think it is art. Not a ten minute video of someone playing squash with herself in a white box.
I see a mother helping her child solve a puzzle in front of a painting and I think it is art. Not a collection of soaps strung upon a steel wire.
I look at the contorted figures of Francis Bacon and I think it is art. Not emotionless photographs of people in a studio.
I think a lot of things are art. I just don't know how to appreciate modern art.
I see a small insignificant figure huddling by the tall walls of the turbine hall of what used to be a power station now converted into a modern art gallery and I think it is art. Not a ten minute video of someone playing squash with herself in a white box.
I see a mother helping her child solve a puzzle in front of a painting and I think it is art. Not a collection of soaps strung upon a steel wire.
I look at the contorted figures of Francis Bacon and I think it is art. Not emotionless photographs of people in a studio.
I think a lot of things are art. I just don't know how to appreciate modern art.
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