I know all the bullshït arguments about what does or doesn't constitute art, but they're all just so much sophistry designed to obscure the fact that the emperor is stark, bôllock naked.
This heap of shït can fück off.
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The Guardian's writing about it is even funnier. An all-time Pseud's Corner winner that's enough to win about fifteen games of bullshît bingo in one paragraph alone.
In its way, Marten’s work is even more agglomerative than Dean’s, but the chain of associations, and the part-to-part relationships between its successive, hand-made and crafted elements enrich rather than confuse the complications of her work. As at the Serpentine and in Wakefield, she knows that amassing detail is not enough. There is a formal language at work here, leading the eye as well as the mind on a journey. Her art splices mental associations with an acute sense of materiality, scale and tactility. In her art, thinking is made concrete. It is more than free association or an unfocused interior monologue. We are forever losing the thread and refinding it with Marten. There are stems and branches, thoughts shooting off, parentheses, pauses for breath, full stops. The same happens in the best of Anthony Caro’s work, but he was lousy at taking things beyond the abstract.
When I was young and full of rage
I hated Tottenham to the core
But now I've reached a gentler age
I hate the fùckers even more.
Yes, and more fool them. However, what makes me genuinely angry about it is that it's pure obscurantism for its own sake. 'Art' no longer even pretends to expressing anything about universal experience, preferring instead to restrict itself to a tiny coterie of mutual masturbators who inhabit their little bubble and dismiss any external criticism as fuelled by ignorance and anti-intellectualsm.
It's increasingly a microcosm of our political and social divisions, in fact.
Yes, but there's a serious wider social impact of this sort of self-appointed Brahminic status. It is explicitly designed to divide between those enlightened souls who 'get it' and everyone else who just sees a heap of crap. That has implications.
Hold on, you're surely not suggesting that art is in any way elitist?
I would say that art has always be created by and for a tiny circle of insiders. You're just bitter because your inability to appreciate modern art has ejected you from the elite enclave and dumped you firmly back out here in the realm of thick, common people.