Why are terrible, boring art pieces done by famous people worth so much while beautiful pieces done by amateurs are worthless?
07.06.2025 06:31
Arts value is not in the creativity, brush strokes or perfection, sometimes it’s what feeling is shared by light reflected by color on a sheet of paper/canvas… Some artist are truly impressive and deserve recognition but that “feeling” is not created by a direct meaning such as a tree growing out of a persons head painting, but understanding an experience with no words…
I began to explore the art from each end, I was greeted with a picture of a woman, a vintage style car and a middle aged man, I was like “aight cool pics of vintage stuff” and got closer, but that's when I noticed, the pencil strokes… they were indeed not photographs but actually drawings, I was truly impressed that must have took so much dedication, effort and time; realism of that level is insane talent I kept walking examining all of the art work, mostly copy paste generic stuff like the sunset, sunrise and a bunch of lines and tropical landscapes that made me barf but as I kept on walking a watercolor painting caught my eye, it was blurry, the watercolor was not even done correctly, it looked something like this:
I believe it was the last week of October in 2024, I walked into school, and I am usually the earliest, I walked past the enclosed and dark hallway towards my classroom that was at the very end of the hallway, I went in set up my gorgeous table and had nothing to do till school starts, so for some instinct I walked into the massive hall (Gym class too) that was led in buy a massive door, but instead of and empty room, I walked into a small art exhibition, I figured it might have been some exhibition the day before that they didn’t take down…
I found myself drawn to it, it was perfectly empty-perfectly full.. If i describe it’d feeling, I’d say a rainy day, the sky is gray, rain drops falling onto trees and plants, me sitting by my window looking outside by myself… true emptiness, just me not even my thoughts (that lowkey usually ruin my day).
I would love to share a story of my own. I’m only 17 and not a millionaire but I’ve once had a temptation to buy a piece of art work…
The realistic drawings I mistook as real images were impressive, if I had that in my house I’d definitely praise the ghost artist every time I walked past it but the second not well done painting that feelings, it was born out a lot of passion, sure it was “bad” but sometimes we all try so hard, try to make the best of everything we love but what we end up with can be far less than what we’d expect… With that said, I found comfort in that painting, from the colors to the general feeling, it just resonated with my soul, it was like “I can make this appealing for the eyes by a few pen strokes but I will never recreate the same” I do art myself and I often mind my art boring and expressionless looks ok, appealing to anyone enough to say “oh alr, she can draw ig” but not show how I truly feel, I loved art because I wanted it to be my expression but in the end I found myself being more lost by the thirst being “accepted”. I have an image in my mind to be translated into a comprehensible piece of work that people like me can look at share the feeling with but I can’t….
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That was the exact vibe of that painting, it was blurry but I could see through it, I was so tempted to take it, I was ready to find the kid who painted it and request and if he said “no” I was ready offer my lunch money to take it home with me but I didn’t want weird looks so I just left it…
but well, blurry it was a single strand of flowers with a muted pallet similar to this:
———————————————————@Natasha Tess