
An interesting thought came to mind this morning as I replied to a comment over in my Gallery.
My acquaintance stated she didn’t like the art I posted. Which is fair. Which got me thinking —
Do I like the art in every gallery I post?
Almost every time I would answer yes. Art is such a big world that one can’t help but be impressed by its variations.
My Sunday Evening Art Gallery is a little different than many, though, for it’s supposed to be “unique” art. Things the viewing public has never seen before. I don’t mean such artists as Renoir or Charles L. Schulz — most everyone has heard and seen their work.
My artists are often a bit more obscure. As you can see from my “Looking Back” galleries, some art defines categorization. It’s just lovely but different.
Sometimes it’s not even lovely.
So many artists are similar in their style that I sometimes think I’ve already highlighted their work. While variations of style are still unique onto themselves, I try and find work that is just … different. Every once in a while I’ll choose an artist whose work is, upon reflection or inspection, more of a past time dalliance than a true calling.
Undoubtedly that’s where my own art fall in.
But I appreciate it so much when someone responds that they don’t get it or don’t like it just as much as when they fall in love with it.
Art is supposed to hit you that way.
Don’t ever hold back. Allow yourself to feel something.
Even if now and then the feeling is “ehhhh…”

This really should have been titled “Weird Thursday Question”, as it is Thursday, yet it’s not really a weird question — just a weird title.