Lady at the next cubicle had it going all day long one day last week. I tried complaining but couldn't find her.No one's sitting outside your window blasting Cage's 4'33" on a boom box (or are they)
Does that make a hooker "art?"Art rarely claims to heal the sick or discover lost children, or break the laws of thermodynamics. The central claim is to provide an experience that some find it is worth having.
I don't think that's what people are saying here, and I don't think that's a proper analogy. It's not whether a child's random smears are a scam or not, but whether they are art.I imagine no one is particularly offended that expensive food and concert tickets exist for things you wouldn't enjoy (Do you know how much Miley Cyrus tickets sold for last year? How about fungus dug up by pigs?) However it is rare that people make the leap from "I don't care for cauliflower" to "Cauliflower is a scam, anyone who likes it is deluded".
Steamed cauliflower, combined with roasted chicken and a tossed salad are a meal. A bag of groceries is not.
No sane person would claim that a da Vinci painting is not art. And no sane person would claim that a palette of oil paints is. A child's random smears fall somewhere in the continuum between da Vinci and the palette. The point it becomes art is...
...hell, I don't know.