Something struck me today… there is no such thing as art. There is only subjective opinion. Now, you might immediately start formulating an argument in your head saying, “Of course there’s art! The Mona Lisa! The Sistine Chapel! Van Gogh! Gauguin! Jay-Z!” But this is all just opinion. And all completely subjective, meaning that it’s all only in the mind of the observer. There are people who think that the Sistine Chapel ceiling is a piece of guady crap. And there are people who think Jay-Z is a genius. The point here is that they are both right… and they’re both wrong. It all depends on which brain your viewing it all from. The art itself has no intrinsic meaning – it only has whatever we assign to it. That’s why there is no piece of “art” on the entire planet that is beautiful to every person on the planet – that just doesn’t happen. Frequently large groups of people have similar opinions about something and then if enough people have the same opinion we call it “art” and put it in galleries, and on TV, and file lawsuits if people copy it. But those things are inherently no different than the things we see every day, the things we ignore, the things we walk over and throw away. So, going by basic logic, “art” doesn’t actually exist. Because unless it is viewed and the viewing mind develops an opinion about it, then it’s just stuff, no different than a pile of dirt in the desert (which, by the way, can also be art if viewed by the right person). So, the next time you look at a painting, a sculpture, a photograph, listen to a composition of music, or are in the audience at a live event, know that all you are looking at is a pile of dirt in the desert. And the “art” is actually what is being created in your mind.