I like art.
I’ve been to museums…several times. More than once anyway. I like Rembrant
and Leroy Neiman
I don’t have any trouble understanding any of them. But sometimes I run across something that’s just…baffling. This is one of them.
(Blessed Art Thou by Kate Kretz)
Can somebody help me out here? Here’s a bit of the artist’s description in case you need help (it didn’t help me).
This painting addresses the celebrity worship cycle.
The what? Oh, wait. She goes on.
Our culture is deifying celebrities, but in the bible, it is the meek who are blessed, so the title presents a question for the viewer to ponder.
I chose a setting where the cycle begins: psychologically oppressive environments like this one are one of the feeding sources for the consumer, hungry for “information” about the celebrity’s private life. I am interested in the psychological ramifications of celebrity worship, particularly as they relate to class.
Angelina Jolie was chosen as the subject because of her unavoidable presence in the media, the world-wide anticipation of her child, her “unattainable” beauty and the good that she is doing in the world through her example, which adds another layer to the already complicated questions surrounding her status.
I think it’s an interesting idea. At any rate, I would think so if I understood it.
But then if we worship celebrities so much, how’s come nobody’s looking at her? I mean, if Angelina Jolie was hovering on a cloud near the ceiling of my local Wal-Mart, I dunno, I think I’d probably peek. Maybe offer her a stick of gum or some shorts for those kids (Wal-Mart doesn’t care for anatomically correct anything and if she brought the kids in the store like that, they’d probably throw her out) or something.
(Courtesy of Just a Girl in Short Shorts Talking About Whatever)