Oh Sefarst, don't you know? All art is crap!
Well, all art that people pay millions of dollars for, anyway. And by that I mean that there is nothing inherent in art that makes it worth that much money.
There is one reason and one reason only that some art pieces are traded for millions; the speculation that someone in the future might pay more. It has nothing to do with any 'artistic' merit of the piece in question.
There, I've said it.
I agree to an extent in that art doesn't necessarily have any inherent value or usefulness, but I think it deserves some value for its uniqueness. Similar to jewelry, which also doesn't have any true usefulness, I want to say that art derives its value because it represents techniques and imagery that can never again be re-captured.
But paintings like Pollock's, though unique I suppose (in the sense that no one will ever again drip and splash paint onto a canvas in exactly the same way), represent to me pure hype. It seems that every so often, the art world gets bored with carefully constructed masterpieces that pay careful attention to contrast, forms, shadow, etc. and get excited about nonsense (or maybe I just don't
get it). This sort of art appears to get the value it does only because high-brow art society types have said it's good.
Because art doesn't have any true practical use, it can get away with anything. In architecture, you can put expression and emotion into a building, but at the end of the day, you're limited by the fact that the building actually has to stand up and be functional. You can put emotion and expression into music, but at the end of the day you are limited by rhythm, meter, and key.
I guess what I'm confused by is why we have art schools when many of the standards of what is "good" are defined by minimalism, abstract expressionism, and so on? Why are paintings and sculptures judged differently than we would a piece of music? A minimalist painting with the entire canvas painted red would seem to me the equivalent of a musician picking up an instrument and sustaining a single note for an entire piece. The Pollock equivalent in music might be a musician randomly banging cymbals and playing wild notes on dozens of instruments and calling it a symphony.
I'm aware that it's mostly subjective, but there has to be some aspect that is at least partially objective. Otherwise we wouldn't have art critics.
My question: Is art really a discipline?