#Canvas

A painting is a magical rite that forges the illusion of 'high art' by combining colors and lines. The artist scrawls their inner turmoil onto the canvas, while viewers bask in the sense that they have discovered hidden depths. In reality, the true value is often decided behind the frame, and the work itself serves mostly as a decorative filler in someone's living room. The pursuit of aesthetic experience frequently awakens the monsters of ownership and approval thirst. Once completed, a painting embarks on an endless market safari through galleries, each seeking the next 'rising star' in a competition without end.

Painting is a parasite of self-indulgence domesticated upon a mundane wall. The sense of superiority born from color and brushstrokes feeds upon the viewer's innocent wallet. Participants in the ritual called aesthetic experience trust labeled tags over naked truth. When a brushstroke cries out, is it the artist's intent or the market's price? Ultimately, all that remains are dust and the carcasses of exaggerated dreams.