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Stand back in amazement The Turner Prize competition has become a byword for everything that is, in the opinion of some, trashy, superficial, capricious, and utterly vacuous in today’s art world. Amazingly, it is considered a news event that an artist working in the representational tradition has actually been shortlisted to win the prize named after one of the greatest, if not the greatest, painter that Britain has ever produced.
In the meantime, for those that wonder about what has gone wrong in the art world, may I recommend this fine book about art and the theories thereon by the late Ayn Rand. I highly recommend it even to those who are not Rand fans like yours truly.
Of course, I would love it if this man won the Turner Prize, but I guess he probably does not care a hoot anyway.
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So, what is the book? Apes in Trousers?
Somewhat OT, there is an interesting article by Lee Harris in Policy Review that I came across through the NRO website. It is about the value of tradition. Hayek and Popper are cited, among many others. While a long and complex read, it seemed worthwhile.
I have found the term “modern art” to be an oxymoron.
Anonymous Coward, I will fix the link later. Oops, sorry.
How amazing to see actual ‘art’ in with a chance of winning the Turner Prize though. I’d almost resigned myself to a future of petrified dogturd, concrete houses and Tracey Emin’s soiled underwear as this country’s leading expressions of new art, so it’s a refreshing change to see that someone might win it with oil paintings.
Did you see the photo of Tracy Emin in yesterday’s Telegraph? She looked as though she’d gone 10 rounds with Mike Frazier. What a bow-wow!
(I know this has nothing to do with her art, which is merde de bow-wow.)
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Yes, I must say she’s looking much better nowadays!
“I highly recommend it even to those who are not Rand fans like yours truly.”
A perfect example of an impenetrably ambiguous sentence.
The Romantic Manifesto, of course.