Art is dead.
 


The first great artists are unknown, but we know there works in caves and on rocks in Spain, France, Africa. 


The first civilizations had art and design, a style which was breathtaking, not to mention scale.

Then we get closer to today, with the masterpiece 'Virgin of the Rocks' by Da Vinci.


Even until 1972 we had one of the great artists, Escher. 


These artists did not explore themselves in the emotional sense, but challenged themselves deeper. They built there own roads. Roads that could be followed. Perhaps the artist of the past could explore the depths, now science and the 'ologies do this. As a result a pile of rumble in an art gallery is less a cutting edge piece of rich work, and more a memorial to art. The rich mans plaything. Commodity Art. Art showing the 'desolation of the unaccepted human. Lost, alienated in an uncaring world'. So negative. Weak. Being unaccepted is not a bad thing, and the creative act can be universal in its origins. If you loath the world so much, stop looking at it and look elsewhere for the creative seeds. There are infinite directions to look & because your a human on earth does not mean you have to be in the current state of play. I prefer the 'illumination of the human, found in an intelligent universe'. Art has the ability to step out, the artist has the ability to step out. Beethoven, Mozart, Wagner, Pink Floyd, Kubrick, Kafka, Einstein, Del Torro... All considered masters in there fields, and all 'out there'.


Out there, the vast void