
When we were kids we were taught to draw straight lines and make a square, to colour within these lines and stick to the colour palate. We are told that whatever we draw should look pretty. Pretty, as in, appeasing to the eye and what makes us feel good about ourselves.
So, once those boundaries are set for us, we are then asked to let our creativity flow. But, we still draw the same circle and the same square and the same triangle. It has to be perfect of course, otherwise it's not good. And with that we continue to draw and expect to draw perfect little minions of ourselves.
Then, when we go into a museum, say the Reina Sofia, (Yes, I am obsessed with it)and see something absolutely convoluted being called the Woman and the Dog, we try to look for that dog. And say, Oh pfft, it looks like a kid did it. Or say, anyone can do it.
Of course anyone can do it but they don't.
And yes, a kid did it, that kid whose creativity still exists and that kid who doesn't colour within the lines.
So, why is modern art so? Because it can be so.
I am not going to say I understand modern art, because I don't. I am not there, yet. But I will be.
And I believe I can say that for most of us, because after centuries of trying to make things perfect, we've come to the point where we don't really care and everyone's not ready to accept it, yet.
But we'll get there. I hope we do.
Once we do, the journey will be worth it.
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