My common rule of thumb when it comes to art is whether my six-year-old can make a relatively close guess as to what it is. Sorry, but if he looks at a Picasso and says it is a bunch of lines, I'm pretty sure that's what it is. I like to know what the heck I'm looking at.
I once saw a dispay of marble sculptured into human forms to be used as benches. Yeah, that was different, but put them in a park or garden. Why surrond them with rope barriers and armed guards?
Or how about the other display I saw of large pieces of handmade paper, each died in a different color and framed? I'm certain my boy would have said something like, "That's a piece of green paper." I would have agreed. Printing Shakespeare on it may have turned it into art; but then, who was truly the artist?
So, why the rant? Well, I saw some real art and wanted to share it. I don't yet know how this fits my rule-of-thumb. My boy would probably say, "That's a book." Maybe he is right. Or, maybe my rule needs modified.