I have realized that the world of art is an easy place to find liars; for better or worse. Some of the lying is harmless: an artist tells a story with their art... They take you away from reality, usually to a place more pleasant. This kind of lie makes life a generally easier and less bitter pill to swallow.

Then there's the bullshit. As a witness and crafter of said b.s., I also find it easier and easier to spot. You never hear, "I made this because I just felt like it," or "I just created this because I was bored," now-a-days. If you have the opportunity to go to an art show, you can bet to find little novellas, nay, encyclopedia sets being called artist's statements. Shouldn't the art speak for itself? If the motive is spoon-fed to you in a little pamphlet, doesn't it negate any room to speculate or discuss or critique?

That being said, I have no solution for this epidemic either. This is due to the witnesses’ constant increasing interest in the Artist over their Art. While art is already one of the most egocentric forms of expression already, this growing interest will continue to fuel this ego until the artist becomes a brand. This also contributes to the endangered species of art speaking for itself. Notoriety is golden. It matters not what the four corners of a frame contains; they pay for a signature.

I suppose this is where this journal entry ends. I am more or less sorry if this had any negative impact on you as I have no more or less authority on the matter of lying and art than anyone else. In fact, I'm sure you already knew this. Bravo.

For better or worse.