If you have even a smidgin' of a creative gene and have considered what is good and what is bad creativity, then you will understand where I'm coming from. Unfortunately, there are more questions than answers, and in some circumstances, no answers at all. Why is the Mona Lisa art? Why is Warhol's tin of soup art? Why is Emin's messy bedroom art? I have an answer. The establishment likes what it sees and decided it's art. It is all very subjective. Similarly, with writing and the Booker and other awards for 'good' writing, the judgments are subjective. I am not referring to technical skills such as grammar, but simply the created work. In short, its is very subjective and subject to shifts in fashion.
Aspirations
So you think you can,
you’ve practised till blue in the
face,
then some clever-dick, know-it-all
man,
comes and puts you in your place.
Years of experience looking and
judging,
forgotten the tears and sweat
required,
thinks nothing of a little ego-bashing,
dismissed his memories of what
inspired.
A checklist of lauded ‘expert’ opinions,
backed by a plethora of fashionable
attitudes,
a blinkered officially recognized
minion,
a failure backed by meaningless
platitudes.
When is a tin of soup art,
or a smelly bedroom a sculpture,
who decides what keeps them apart,
fashion and a shrinking ‘official’
culture.
In short irrespective of which
artistic branch,
your art is what makes you feel,
fans may not come in an avalanche,
but to you the creation is real.
©David L Atkinson April 2026
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