Treasure Island

Connie Webb


Art


I look at all this art
At the local gallery
I wonder how someone
Could sell a painting
For $2,500
It had just splashes of paint
Here and there
I think the canvas
Probably cost $50.00 tops
And the paint was maybe
$30.00
And then I wondered
How many hours it took
To splash paint on it
And who is to say
That your splashing
Is better than someone else’s?
I look at all this art
At the local gallery
And wonder.

Submitted: Thursday, April 13, 2006

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  • Ben Gieske (2/23/2008 8:45:00 AM)

    Connie, I can understand your view. Picasso said that art is just happy accidents. Happy for some. Poetry is regarded by some as the highest form of art and we just give it away for others to enjoy. But poetry is a lot like art, music, books, etc. We can find what we like and some that we would not consider poetry for which, in fact, no one can give an adequate deifintion. (Report) Reply

  • Barry Van Allen (3/29/2007 9:01:00 AM)

    Connie,
    Beauty is in the eye of the ...
    Yea! ... At least you did not spend your millions on one!
    B.V.A. (Report) Reply

  • Ruby Root (7/5/2006 7:46:00 AM)

    Hi Connie, Your absolutely right on this one. I paint realistic paintings and I find it hard when I see only splashes too. It takes so long for myself just to do one painting because there is so much detail. What a excellent. Great thought was put into this. This is unique and original. Take care (Report) Reply

  • Roy Storey (7/4/2006 6:13:00 PM)

    Its all part of this crazy world of ours, and money only bits of paper with pictures on. Take care Roy. (Report) Reply

  • Charles Garcia (4/16/2006 7:52:00 PM)

    I also wonder,

    I wrote a message to Duncan a minute ago on wine;
    as I lived in wine country. familiar with winerys.
    went to a wine auction and I remember one night a
    man won the bid on a fifth of Merlot for $1000.00 and
    you know what: to me it was ridiculas as corked and
    sealed, could of been a bottle of vinegar.

    That canvas did not cost $30.00 maybe 2 dollars and
    the paint, maybe a dollar more as he buys in tubes and
    mixes his colors, love your thoughts.
    charles garcia (Report) Reply

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