There is always fierce competition among artists for scraps of recognition, tossed out by art critics that pull the strings which move the historians. Art comes naturally to children. We should leave them more space to play with it. Infatuation is like inspiration - they fool you into believing you're on to something big. The limits of art is not the frame but one's imagination.
Strong accents can hide the defects.
Each generation supports its stars for they will diminish together. Art is the light by which our path is lit. An empty frame is enough to create a different space within from that without. We tend to categorize and fragment our world because of our innate need to order and clarify. We possess built in learned spatial constancies that can be tinkered with through art.