Criticism has always been plagued by a certain skepticism about whether it is even necessary. Shouldn’t works of art be able to speak for themselves, to each in their own idiom? When a critic tries to describes a work, isn’t this just redundant at best, if not intrinsically distortive? Why should anyone defer to a critic’s tastes or interpretations when this could come at the expense of our own? Why let critics, for their own aggrandizement, place themselves between audiences and artists, mucking up the parasocial communion? As TikTok paintfluencer Devon Rodriguez
Empire of the senseless
Empire of the senseless
Empire of the senseless
Criticism has always been plagued by a certain skepticism about whether it is even necessary. Shouldn’t works of art be able to speak for themselves, to each in their own idiom? When a critic tries to describes a work, isn’t this just redundant at best, if not intrinsically distortive? Why should anyone defer to a critic’s tastes or interpretations when this could come at the expense of our own? Why let critics, for their own aggrandizement, place themselves between audiences and artists, mucking up the parasocial communion? As TikTok paintfluencer Devon Rodriguez