This is a new topic for me. I rarely discuss art as 1) I don’t own any 2) what most people call art, I call trash. I’m always amazed at what folks will throw together and call art. Even more of a highbrow for me is what they charge for it. As if slapping an expensive tag on it and calling it art miracuously gives it higher meaning. In a word, bullshit. But what do I know? I’m just a hick who made it out of the sticks. True, growing up as poor as I did, it is hard for me to place value on artistic expression. And when one is wondering where your next meal is coming from, art is a low priority on the list of things to ponder. I do occasionally find work that appeals to my aesthetics (proper syntax?) as well as my wallet. So it is possible. Probable? well thats to be seen.
My rant stems from my desire to have artwork in my home. I’ve often avoided the issue by saying until I buy a home, it’s really not a “home” per say. Why buy art for it? Smelling some more BS yet? Yeah, me too. My lack of art presents an annoying detail I am hoping to change. See my afore mentioned comment on pricetags and you begin to see my dilema. Oddly enough, I have no desire to sit down, create something, and call it art. A contradiction? Possibly.
If one types ‘gay art’ into a google search your first page is littered w/mostly porn. Mind you, I’ve always had a fascination for erotic anime, Tom of Finland, explicit cartoons, etc. However, said interest is not something I wish to plaster all over my walls. Nor do I want the stereotypical black and whites you see on so many…uh hum…walls d’jour.
So my quest this year is to find artistic works that appeal to both my eyes and wallet. I’ll even take pics to show’em off. You can be the judge of my success.
