Chefodeath said:
oh boy
fist of all you have failed to even give your personal definition of the phrase "art", so no one could possibly comment as to whether or not your argument is logically founded
and certainly, no one could claim to know first-hand about the validity of your claims, because, as they say, art is subjective
that does not mean everyone's personal opinion of art is valid, it means that the concept of "art" does not have any one specific meaning
it is as abstract a concept as love, reality, or purpose
in my opinion its more of a phenomenon wherein a living being, experiencing life from a subjective isolated viewpoint, experiences the lingering impression of another lifeforms existence by investing the concept of their own being into the arrangement of nonliving forms and choosing- based on the experience- to "believe" or at least emotionally invest in the notion that they are not the only living things besides god or the void or whatever, and some part of the reality they experience is mutually experienced by some "other"
another way id put it is:
art is the big piles of objects, and the big holes in the earth that we make. art is also everything written on bathroom, bedroom, and prison walls. art is the endless highways of pavement that have been painted across all of the land. art is most definitely the image of a human smeared onto a thinly pressed sheet of dried tree pulp with a stick of charcoal.
art is a painting, but sometimes its the frame, and sometimes its the room its in, and sometimes its the way you throw it into a river. sometimes its the way an arm has to move to make a painting, sometimes its the weight of the scissors you use to cut off a piece of yoko ono's shirt
art is the topographical layout of the mountain of dead bodies you walk upon
art is communication
the concept of winning is art, and so is the concept of aesthetic
and so is a paintbrush
art is every single choice made by a human that isnt sex, food, or any other metaphor for survival (the implication of this is, of course, that its existence, in a literal rational form, is unprovable and highly debatable)
everything in life is a metaphor for life, all parts contain the whole that contains them
everything that life has, art has, and everything that life has, art has
arguing about the use of idioms is a wonderful thing in a way, but id feel better (in my soul) if i played a videogame instead
when you rip off the skin, art is the screaming marble alien underneath