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Why is Modern Art [and our collective lack of personal style] so Bad?

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  1. Glenda MooreSeptember 7, 2015 at 5:25 AM

    I'm a classical pianist, musicologist, former prof, & must deal with the same standards in modern classical music. The modern-mindset spans all the arts.

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  2. WSTKS-FM WorldwideSeptember 7, 2015 at 5:59 AM

    Agreed. This short video was an interesting take on the situation/question. And while I don't necessarily dislike all so called 'modern art' I see the point(s) made here. As I watched, it also on me that many similar observations could be made about our continual slide into slobdom the last 30-40 years where personal appearance is concerned. Is it possible for things to get any worse? Wait. Don't answer that.

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich

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  3. Glenda MooreSeptember 7, 2015 at 6:33 AM

    Yes, the parallels. "All sound is music", "All things seen is art", "Anything you put on your body is clothing": when taken literally, it is to our own cultural and sartorial peril.

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  4. Glenda MooreSeptember 7, 2015 at 6:52 AM

    Also, yes, there certainly is good modern art, music, literature, architecture, etc., just as there are living people who dress well (and we know we're not talking necessarily about dressing expensively, as one can dress expensively but not well). A good source mentioned in the video: https://www.artrenewal.org/pages/ARChome.php

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  5. Old SchoolSeptember 9, 2015 at 11:14 PM

    This will be shared with my students in a humble attempt to counter the "anything goes" mentality.

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