Reality is not what it is. It consists of the many realities which it can be made into.
Like modern life, Modern Art is often difficult to look at and to understand. There’s no way around it. Complex times call for complex art. Whether or not you want to make the effort is up to you.
I’m ashamed to say that my willingness to take it on changes with my mood. If I’m tired or in a rush it often just irritates me. It just seems stupid or weird or god-knows-what. I’m not uplifted or enchanted or intrigued, just annoyed.
But, lucky for me, art is patient. When I’m up for it, it’s ready for me. I’m not saying that it still doesn’t bother me – that’s what it’s supposed to do most of the time. The morning paper and my relatives do the same thing. That’s what life does.
And so off we go into the challenging world of Modern Art. You are allowed to complain, as long as you keep your eyes and mind open. This is the art you will have to grapple with all of your lives, so it’s good to start training.