“Contemporary Art”, the Art of the Past Century, was based mostly on the following principle: “if you put something in an empty room, it seems strange and significant”. A variation of that was: “if you take something out of its context, it seems strange and significant”. Another was: “if you change the scale of something, it will seem strange and significant,” and a last one: “if you multiply something, it also becomes strange and significant”.
But after 80 years of different combinations for any kinds of objects inside the hopelessly empty spaces of our art institutions, nothing seems really interesting. We see clearly now, that the supposed “art” is simply a bunch of trash, just some products bought in a mall.
Outside of the Internet there’s no glory. Non-Internet artists are freelance employees of other employees (the curators of the exhibitions). Institutions bestow curators with confidence and power. They are not supposed to look for any unseen objects but for some evidence of human expression which they will bring back to their commissioners, the way a well-trained dog would do with its ball. Exhibitions are identity-control tests. They are not creating anything new, they are just sampling stories.