The idea that art is everywhere is ridiculous. It’s like saying science is everywhere, math is everywhere, nature is everywhere, oceans are everywhere, lakes are everywhere, mountains are everywhere, huts are everywhere, apples grow everywhere, snakes live everywhere, etc is everywhere, etc. etc. etc.
Art, maybe everywhere, in theory, however there are hierarchies of art and quality and standards and tastes. Appreciators, collectors, connoisseurs of the form which is art whom have devoted their life to art are the ones whom in reality understand what art is. These people have spent nearly every second of their life focusing on “fine art” when they first were introduced to it. Sure we all pick a niche of art, and then apply ourselves towards that study of art, which makes us more appreciative of other niches of art.
A farm raised chicken, with plenty of land to roam around, fed properly, cared for with an attention of the livestock owner, whom has done this all their life, sometimes can only be appreciated by an outside observer, through time. They enjoy this appreciation. Many times the money doesn’t matter, only the type of people whom are exposed to their art form. I added a an allegory (not sure if that’s the correct word).
Maybe follow me this thought synapse train.
Sure art is in the eye of the beholder. A great comedian I used to be aligned with (mitch hedberg) at the time said my favorite quote “you must find your audience.” He played at bars, run down avenues, clubs, venues, houses, back yards, etc. where people just didn’t understand him. Then he found his audience and they helped him find his voice. Jim Carey as well. A great comedian and artist, whom now found his passion in politics. Great man. Time changes many people, still a great actor from what I understand about the reviews of his last special. For him he uses art to say something about the current culture he is intertwined with.
I’d rather have my art not really say anything, only draw because I like to draw.
Art is not everywhere and not everyone is an artist. I’m not an architect, i’m not a dentist, i’m not a doctor, i’m not a father, i’m not a mother (one of those things maybe I can be in the future). Art is not everywhere like children are not everywhere and like elderly are not everywhere.
Art is in some places, and each place has it’s own unique art. Uniqueness itself is not art. Perhaps art is something that is so specific it has no definition.
Or perhaps art is simply art.
What is art to me? Time, perseverance, study, practice, application, adaption, appreciation, and perhaps when someone whom has been in the artworld for over 30 years of their life says “Stefan, your a true artist :)” and at the time you don’t realize what they mean however you thank them for the kind words anyways.
I have had a few friends whom are true artists. Would rather not name names though :).
Art is not everywhere. Art is in a few special places.