is everyone really an artist?

Hedge fund \"killer\" artists invade different art communities in Philadelphia--
Drama, painting, poetry and literature-
Like a separate fish tank arranged along the walls.
Each community has its own enclave.
The actors are with the other actors.
Visual artists keep in touch with other visual artists, and poets and writers keep their circle unless they jump bowls and write articles about actors or visual artists.
This arrangement is narrow and limited.
This is also a matter of Philadelphia, because at least according to one of my poet friends, the various art groups in New York behave differently: they interact freely with each other.
Maybe we should ask: what is art?
I am asking this question because a lot of people today think that art can be anything you want.
For example, a fashion model would call her walking on a fashion show or her posture in front of a magazine photographer \"art \".
The actors called their work in the theater \"art\", although there was a time when talented actors were called excellent technicians who could memorize lines.
While this may or may not be true, expressing one\'s emotions on stage is a gift that many people do not have.
One thing most people would agree with is that the actors are the most visible of all the art communities.
They are really talking heads in the art world, comparable to \"talking heads \"(broadcast)journalists.
In our time, art has become of any significance, from the way color tattoos are incorporated into the human skin, to the making of fine food in the hot city kitchen, and the chef is almost certain. . . an artist.
Chefs began to become \"artists\" in the medium term\"
1990, but it is sad that \"art\" is the most abused word in English.
The abuse of the word \"art\" may begin with progressive schools where children are taught that \"everyone is an artist\", which of course means that anyone can be trained to be an artist.
In such schools, talents of any level are considered elite.
When I heard something like dilettantes saying \"I\'m going home to do art\", I flinch. \" You are--really?
How do you know that what you are going to do will become art?
But that\'s not the point, really.
The point is, because the creator claims that he/she is creating art, then it is art.
Because I said it was art, it became art.
The discussion ended.
The dribble effect of this idea has changed the works of many art galleries in Philadelphia.
Not only are the artworks in these galleries overpriced, puzzling, but very bad, leading many to conclude that most of modern art is fraudulent.
Recently in a gallery in the city center, I went to see the works of two modern artists.
I watched an artist walk into the gallery with her little entourage.
The artist, wearing a pair of varnished New York high heels and shoes No. 9, looked at the \"art\" she showed in front of the gallery closest to the door \".
Her painting is a soft colored brush that evokes Victoria\'s Secret underwear or a long line up like swimming sperm for about $8,000.
With the passage of the evening, it is clear that no one buys (or would buy)
She left the gallery breathlessly for any of her works.
It was a long time before the reception was over.
Now, the curved sperm will have to swim down, pack it up and send it back to her sperm bank in New York.
I have seen similar scenes in other galleries.
For example, an old town gallery seems to specialize in the work of young, sexy \"girl\" artists.
At the opening reception of this gallery, one can see artists queuing up like Playboy escorts the rabbit, they all put on heavy makeup, in high heels, and of course killer hair, fold down the shoulder, revealing the exposed cleavage.
Every time I go to this gallery, I think I\'m at another chic Nicole Cashman party.
I may be a stereotype, but when I imagined a female artist, I immediately thought of a farmer\'s headscarf, a big bracelet, a velvet shirt, or a dangling Georgia O\'Keefe earring.
The glamorous Hollywood celebrity image is new and raises the question: are these women really, as someone in the art world once suggested, boring wives of wealthy hedge fund husbands?
There is really no difference in the art of this hedge fund, but what I think is (
Wallpaper pattern)
The realtor plastering the walls of the house and office before it can have an open house.
Picasso once wrote: \"In art, the less people understand me, the more they admire me.
By entertaining myself with all of these games and entertaining myself with all of these ridiculous, puzzles, transfers, Arabic games, I became famous very quickly.
The fame of the painter means sales. . . .
But when I was alone, I didn\'t have the courage to think of myself as a great and old artist. . . .
I\'m just a public entertainer who knows his time. . .
\"It\'s admission!
However, the narcissism of our time has given courage to many anonymous Picasso wann, who effortlessly call themselves artists.
All of this brings me to the question of a non-layman: Can art be too much?
There are so many new art in the world now that it is impossible to have a museum large enough to accommodate all the art.
How do we save these things?
How do we classify it?
Art is produced at an amazing speed every day.
It comes directly to us from all walks of society, even on the sidewalks of the central city, where people can see street artists sitting on the side of the road, and their exhibitions lined up along Chestnut or Walnut Streets.
Their sign says \"art for sale \".
$5 per piece, relatively cheap.
Buy it now, because you never know when these street preposterous and puzzle makers will win the Picasso prize. (
Better than playing slot machines in the Sugar House).
Yes, art is everywhere, even in the hair salon store, the owner/manager will show his art, and the frame is fine because his wounds are expensive.
Or: walk into the doctor\'s office and see the doctor\'s new hobbies.
He turned the wall of his waiting room into a small gallery.
He\'s an artist. -surprise! --
Because of his high price of patience, his works are beautifully framed.
Art of flea market;
There are also many small art clubs in the city, such as sketch clubs and plastic clubs, where members have exhibitions every month.
These exhibits have a dual purpose,
They present the works of new or less well-known artists, who act as temporary community centres, as these parties are also parties for food, wine and sweets.
Art parties are always a good thing, even if they attract more
Artists are more than artists, and bring the city\'s whacko reception to addicts, who track all the city\'s free food and beverage activities through the determination of a house detective.
As for who is the real artist, I will follow Scott burkun\'s advice, saying, \"artists will take a lot of risks, wealth, convenience, popularity, to protect the integrity of their minds, their fame is even friends and family.
If you don\'t take any risks, mainly doing what others tell you, then you may not be an artist.
\"It\'s great for the ladies of hedge funds. . .