Death of Art

Since the 60's, the question of "what is art," has come up. "What is poetry," "painting," "the novel," and many other "what is" questions have arise. Then a rash of declarations that painting was dead, along with tons of other humanities obituaries were written. I think these events show a time of crisis in the arts. This means that the arts are ready to emerge into something new. However, in order to emerge into something else, do we assume that the arts must fall/step back in order to leap forward. Or has this leap been prevented through redefining terms like "painting?" Does redefining terms resuscitate theses ideas from their dead state of being? Or is redefining terms is the fall/step back before the great leap? The great leap being the realization of the interconnectedness of all the arts and the degrade of separation of disciplines.

New Kind of Canvas

Now here's a new kind of canvas: pregnant belly molds.