elsie child

At an art gallery, I ended up in a interesting discussion with the curator, while my friends idled in the background shuffing to and fro between art with polite disinterest.The curator turned out to be an secondary school art teacher who had moved on to curating.The walls were full of bland paintings and we had all agreed discreetly as a group that it was all very uninspiring.

The curator catching my eye asked my opinion on the modern blobs on canvases and I hesitated lest I offend, but then in that second I decided to air my annoyances at such unimaginative work.I expected the curator to curl her lip, to lecture me on modern art- when she agreed!She expressed sadness at modern art's lack of progression.Modern art, we decided, came to a sudden halt after 50 years of fliud advancement and has remained put since, with almost every painter since then either churning out the exact same stuff today (and feeling very mod) or else producing attention seeking money making scams.Concept alone does not maketh art art we concluded.Art for the sheer joy, art for art's sake.Surprisingly, she confessed to creating ceramic pieces, which she always destroyed.For her the joy is in the creation and once an object is complete, it has lost its purpose.We then moved on to discussing modernity as a whole (paintings, sculpture, architecture) and its sole position in university above ceramics, illustration and the more traditional arts.

But then a sad thing had happened.She began to talk about the queen of England, whom had visited the gallery earlier in the year.How about her and her colleagues were concerned because the queen's husband didn't care for the type of work in that gallery.How she had been not permited to be around for the visit, yet how pleased she was they visited. I can scarely believe that in the world of today, people would consider themselves below another person.How sad!