After reading Tom Wolfe's novel, The Painted Word, I am now more than ever motivated against abstract and conceptual art, to the extent that these can be avoided and art can remain fun to create. But if Wolfe is right that:
- modern art has devolved into an optically flat, anti-realistic, marginally creative commercial tool
- where form follows the function of making it big while pretending to remain small
- by divorcing itself from experienced reality
- to decorate the walls of mansions
- to pacify plutocrats,
then screw that. I’m helping revive social realism. With plenty of brushstrokes.