By Ian Haworth

L’art pour l’art is the ultimate ego trip. Art for art’s sake: stripping the piece of any social, political, emotional, moral or utilitarian function, until it simply is.

However, when it goes too far, when progressive rock bands start bringing out the bassoons, when an actor receives an Oscar despite it being his worst performance to date, you start to realise what ‘it’ is.

It’s rubbish. An extension of the creator’s self-worth, disguised as something you can’t not like. You just ‘don’t appreciate it’, apparently. Or you don’t belong to the class of elites for whom it is intended. Either way, while Read full story ›

Source: The Drum