When you look into the world of a fan where seems to exist only one thing of importance: Bones – Nothing Else. I have an opinion on that, which I have stated on this blog and in my art a couple of times already. But here I don’t judge or maybe I do with a little wink of my eye. Here, I took this fan sentiment and applied it to 10 masterpieces by famous artist throughout the art periods. From medieval illuminated letters created by monks to Roy Lichtenstein’s cartoonesque Pop Art – they all show what the world would be if Bones were the only things that mattered.
Yes, it is slightly morbid and as such very romantic (I refer here to the art period and don’t declare a preference over candles and movie dates). And thereby it expresses something else, something much deeper than the fan sentiment. It expresses a fear for art dying. In a world where – thanks to Marcel Duchamp who based his ideas on the philosopher of egoism Stirner and the mathematician Pointcarre – everything is art, what the artist declares it to be, and nothing must be judged, any purposeful development towards a style of the time or a powerful message is impossible. Because everything is really nothing – in our bones we look all just the same, but masterpieces were received as such because they were different and stuck out of the mass (and not because the performance around them was shocking). In the end we should never forget: without art the earth is just eh.