The world agrees that a painting or a poem can reasonably be defined as a piece of art.
Standing on one leg in a field of sheep with no one else around, except some worried looking sheep – might not necessarily be defined as a piece of art.
So what makes a piece of art – common consensus? A commodity with which we can enter into a transaction mode with?
Who says that standing on one leg in a field isn’t a piece of art?
Well, no one really. Do it if you feel it’s necessary and do label it as Art if you feel it is so.
Ah, so it’s a feeling is it? This whole art making business?
Kind of, I guess. But not an entirely subjective feeling, more a common knowing, that this indeed is a piece of Art.
Art implies agreement. Agreement indicates value.
I don’t really like where this logical thought is going. Can we just go back to standing in the field of sheep on one leg?
If you want.
And that’s where I left him. He could still be there today, right now for all I know.
Me, I’m just painting. I like colour. I like ‘purrity’ things. (Snorted laugh)