From a broader point of view, the title of the blog "The Assassination of Art" refers to the fact that much of the contemporary art world is introspective. So many people walk into museums and galleries and find themselves questioning how the empty cardboard box in the middle of the room is art. Or furthermore, how Terrence Koh and Dash Snow ejaculate on item X, call it art, and proceed to sell the item for unimaginable amounts of money. These individuals might say that their work is relevant because of the fact that I have taken the time to question the value of their work. They are wrong. I note them here to merely expose their fickle and substance-less existence.
Furthermore, it is important to note that these 'artists' are able to thrive only through the support of art collectors, curators, and gallerists. The question ultimately becomes 'are all of these art-ecosystem players playing a part of the machine unknowingly or knowingly?' Willing only to create and support work that is as mind numbing as your regular nine-to-five job? I understand my role as an emerging artist to be one infested with disappointment, overwhelmed by the system's unwillingness to listen to different points of view.
Overall, it is the fact that the art biome is so closed up to the outside, so detached, that mere humans are unable to understand and communicate with contemporary art. I am of the opinion that art's ultimate goal is to inspire, to provoke, to engender thought. To bring about substantive dialogue.