binkibonsai

Modern art has stagnated, perhaps even devolved. The ability to create art was once a skill born of creative and aesthetic flair, honed through a lifetime of discipline, perseverance and devotion to one's craft; years of thankless toil for the sake of growth in the pursuit of beauty. No longer, for with the aid of technology, art has been placed in the hands of the common man. Gone are the days of honing artistic skill. Now, with the push of a button. Every man can paint with the warped vibrance of Picasso, the dreamlike haze of Van Gogh, the dynamic insanity of Dali. Now, all of mankind can be artists. They will create, devoid of any aesthetic sense, Like any once-great civilization before it... The ancient Greeks. The Romans. The Californians. Standards will fall, the warped shall be deemed beautiful and words will lose their meaning as mankind devolves into muddled insanity, little more than bleating sheep as they gormlessly wait for direction, vomiting out piece after