The Idler: On Artists on Art
Calvin and Hobbes are walking in the snow. Calvin says with outstretched arms, “This is my latest snow sculpture.” Hobbes asks, “Where?” “All of this!” Calvin replies, with arms even more outstretched. Hobbes looks perplexed, “But you didn’t do anything.” “Right,” says Calvin, “Art is dead! There’s nothing left to say. Style is exhausted and … Read more