drunken downfall of beloved artist thomas kinkade

[CTyankee]

147. I was responding to your remark about how her art was out of elementary school...your point not mine

I never said it was ok because she had no training...again, you said it, not me.

Hunter expresses nerve (what I would call serious daring) and vision. She has something to say and Kinkade does not. Her vision takes her beyond the technical skill issue. Her palette is exciting but it is more than just some vibrant colors thrown on a mural. Her picture has life, expressed with a sense of place and time and purpose. Kinkade is lifeless and, to me, downright irritating because it is a waste of canvas and, frankly, my time.

Seeking art to appreciate is a major focus of my life; it's what I do in retirement. It is the focal point of my travels and I have had electrified experiences in front of it. Two of which were quite defining: "View of Delft" by Vermeer and one wheat field with crows (I do not even recall its title) by Van Gogh (I actually started to cry). I have talked with other art lovers and even museum guards about these experiences and whether it is a normal phenomenon. It's like what Emily Dickinson wrote about poetry: "If it feels like the top of my head has been taken off, I know that is poetry..."