Go to a museum and take note that the history of art just ends. Not even that we go from botticelli to rothko but that it all ends. At the very least Rothko had a historical string. But he is the period to that story. There are no painters anymore
He logs on typing "i crave war" moments before doordashing food sleeps comatose, work monday. "Another day another dollar" he mutters as hr berates him. "I crave war..."
This image is more striking to me than any christies auction painting. The wolf like figure, the poses of all three. As devastating as goyas dark etchings
The painters of today have escaped to "concept artist illustration" who create wonderfully executed compositions with great display of talent but they are devoid of a voice. They catch your eye but not your mind and def. not the heart. Not to even speak of the soul