The Future of Art

As some of you may know, I'm perhaps the greatest connoisseur of art since Medusa first petrified Ancient Greeks for her personal museum of Stoned People. And it is with great dismay that I note the stagnation of art. Ever since the great innovations of Paul (better known to the uncultured as Jackson Pollack), there has been no progress; instead, dare I say it, we exist now in an era of artistic regression!

Why is this? Why are some of our most talented creative geniuses forming these so-called "Starving Artists" guilds? What happened to the proud artists who devoted themselves to voluntary starvation for the sake of creative stimulation, and in true artistic irony called themselves "Satiated Artists"? Well, that last question is not really rhetorical, because I have an answer to it. In the past, after an artist starved himself and achieved creative enlightenment, his works then sold for millions and he no longer needed to starve himself. Upon his millions, then, he was able to grow Satiated.


So to recap: what has changed? Well, clearly, artists are not evolving from Starving to Satiated at the usual Level 16. And that brings us back to the original problem--the stagnation of art. After painfully studying this subject for the past five minutes, I've decided that someone (me) needs to re-stimulate the field. Give it the kick that it needs to once again become a Renaissance-inducing, Church-toppling, Science-blaspheming, Spaghetti-monster-worshipping, pirate-imitating juggernaut that it once was.


So, here goes. I call these: Waltz in Paint. (Since it is a three part series.)


This is Waltz in Paint, First Movement (allegro). The excitement of a first dance is clearly conveyed by the diverse blend of colors. The variety represents the wonder, joy, and astonishment that comes with a first experience, the thirst to enjoy every aspect. At the same time, there is clearly an overall gracefulness underlying the superficial chaos. Sporadic fluctuations intersperse with the overall presentation of the flow; the apparent clumsiness belies the inner beauty of the dance.


In the beginning
Awkward twitches hidden in
The beauty of dance




This is Waltz in Paint, Second Movement (accelerando)

The second movement is on an entirely different level from the first. Whereas the first is shadowed by jittery movements and nervous tension, the second is an exhilarating crescendo of movement. The blur of blue, the hazy hues, the muddy maroon, the lascivious lavender, surging from soft swirls and crashing into a bold symphonic explosion. The established conventions are innovated and improved, varying from traditional progressions to avant-garde interpretations, rising to the apex of the crest.

And then it was said:
Let there be stuff happening!
And then stuff happened.


Waltz in Paint, Third Movement (andante)





















This last piece is a true piece de resistance. It is at once stimulating yet mellow, colorful yet faded, joyful yet melancholy. In it, you can clearly see an incredible range of expression. It is highly specific, and yet, each viewer can find a uniquely personal interpretation. It is a crucible of emotions, but somehow emotionless. Only a work of this magnitude can serve as both the climax and denouement of this three-piece waltz.

To purchase this art,
The bidding will open at
One box of Pocky.