Aren't you tired of art without soul or any meaning at all? of drab art that repeats the last successful recipe until it drains all life out of it? of art as an algorithm to persuade us to buy more or stay longer on any social media platform?

Of course, art is a research branch that serves beauty and enriches the walls of our home with beautiful images or the walls of our mind with beautiful songs. Beauty is meant to make us feel better, to be in awe of a great master skill, to remember some beautiful memories or to help us remind ourselves of the things we like such as tennis or kayaking. But it’s only one part of it and this invasive wide-spread use and making of art, for me, feels really, really commercial. Just another trinket to buy until we find another one better or until we get tired of looking at the one we’ve got and try to find a replacement. It’s only pleasure, pleasure and pleasure like a short effect drug that needs to be replenished over and over again.

But what does art mean in spite of the merchandise part of it? Has it only become a means for transaction? Does it only serve as decoration or as a collector’s checkbox to be proud of? Is this really all that superficial and status related?

I believe art is more.