Art as invocation, with a cameo appearance of Kilroy enjoying the view
The current establishment art world cultivates insularity and isolation as a means to prop up the vapid, dysfunctional art they favor. From sterile white box galleries to haughty elitist attitudes, lots of effort is poured into erecting barriers to separate the experience of art from the despised masses and the realities of life.
But art does not exist to be plaything for decadent cryto-Marxist hipsters. It is a vital outpouring out the human soul, a visual method of spiritual communication. Art can take on surprising and spontaneous forms in the strangest places to remind of of who we really are.
A species of folk art arose when we started taking our wars into the skies. In World War I, for a time the fighting aircraft were painted with bright colors and bold designs that evoked heraldry, like pilots…
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