When I go to an art museum, I want to see the craziest shit they can throw at me. I like looking at the old paintings and seeing the layers of paint and admiring the talent that went into it, but throw something titled Red #2 or Untitled and shit is about to get real. I want to have to figure out if there is actually art there or not. I want to look at the goddamn wall and think it’s art and have the curator tell me that it’s just a wall. I want the curator to tell me a dick joke and then tell me it’s part of an art exhibit. I want to eat pasta and look at paintings of absolutely nothing.
Same. When I was younger I definitely bought into the “modern art is bad” meme, but as an adult I’ve been to a few modern art galleries and I love how surprising and thought provoking it can be (not just in a “does this count as art” kind of way, in fact that specific question is pretty boring on its own).
Granted, I don’t like it all, but that’s true of all forms of art isn’t it.