#**art**

think about something n get really fucked up about it?

because i’ve been stuck all day on the fact that there is no such thing as an artistic/literary/film/music canon because that the idea that some work is inherently more worthy is based on some tiny handful of influential people deciding this through then-agreed-upon subjective criteria, not on any actual intrinsic merit of a piece because all art lacks objective worth

like literally our metrics for “good” and “bad” are based on subjective feelings had by a bunch of other people who randomly assigned them hundreds of years ago and we still just

accept this

as objective somehow?