This is art
This is art
I can’t bring myself to mock something that someone probably made out of genuine love. It makes me too sad. No matter how much of a piece of shit Charlie might have been.
Mocking it feels like the opposite of empathy. I know how much he didn’t believe in empathy, but as usual, he was wrong. So I’m displaying some. Not for him. But for whoever made this for him.
I empathise with a will to make art out of genuine passion, but I empathise even more so with the ability to keep your eyes open on wether the result represents your intentions and how to make it to do so.
Like, I’m genuinely frustrated every time i see people compliment a genuinely bad artwork. Yes, no one wants to discourage the artistic tendencies in anyone, as it feels cruel to do so, but damn, are you even sharing your work because of your satisfaction with it, becaure you want to know how to do better, or are you doing so simply to get a cheap serotonine boost, because you know i’m too polite to tell you that your artwork sucks?
Yes, but also