It makes me tremble.

Once I realized that the art can be not only beautiful and splendid, that there are a lot of scandalous forms of art. One day I discovered art that exist not for art’s sake as it was back to the 19^th century, back to the ideas of Theophile Gautier. Art can be disgusting and repulsive, terrible and detestable. And obviously nowadays this kind of art is just OK, it is trendy actually. The initial conception of art, scandals around it are just much more captivating and attractive than the piece of art itself. How come? I don’t know. We live in postmodernism era so it is supposed to be a rule. So visiting the Metropolitan Art Museum don’t surprise to see a shark in formaldehyde displayed along with more traditional forms of art such as paintings and sculptures. I have seen too much of it and nowadays nothing can surprise and shock me. Maybe ten years ago I could be astonished at Young British Artists or Charles Saatchi collection. But today I’m pretty bored and tired to see mere simulacra of postmodernism. So the Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living by Damien Hirst is nice today. I even would say that this so called art is pleasant. Why not?