The original is a filthy scrap of well worn paper whose surface integrity has been scratched halfway through in places, whose colors are fading from prolonged exposure to mysterious electromagnetic radiation shed from an unknown source, and whose overall presentation lacks the fine distinctions hi-lit in this scanned reproduction .jpg image, and that is just one reason I lean towards a post-modernist viewpoint on not only what we like to consider signifies art, but what we have been led to believe with our own eyes to be the nature of our reality itself. In a Baudrillaridian sense, these scanned images peppering the world wide web in the form of .jpgs, regardless of how altered or distorted they may appear from their original source material's limitations being uploaded into a semblance of pixilated configurations, somehow remains even more real than the originals themselves. The reason for this is staring you right back in the face. For how many of us have actual seen, with our own eyes, and not on a computer screen, but before us in the actual room, a painting such as the Mona Lisa, for example? The postmodernist view doesn't argue with the reality of the originals, hardly. It merely dares to embrace the legion of dispossessed to acknowledge the reality of their experience, as well.
The original is a filthy scrap of well worn paper whose surface integrity has been scratched halfway through in places, whose colors are fading from prolonged exposure to mysterious electromagnetic radiation shed from an unknown source, and whose overall presentation lacks the fine distinctions hi-lit in this scanned reproduction .jpg image, and that is just one reason I lean towards a post-modernist viewpoint on not only what we like to consider signifies art, but what we have been led to believe with our own eyes to be the nature of our reality itself. In a Baudrillaridian sense, these scanned images peppering the world wide web in the form of .jpgs, regardless of how altered or distorted they may appear from their original source material's limitations being uploaded into a semblance of pixilated configurations, somehow remains even more real than the originals themselves. The reason for this is staring you right back in the face. For how many of us have actual seen, with our own eyes, and not on a computer screen, but before us in the actual room, a painting such as the Mona Lisa, for example? The postmodernist view doesn't argue with the reality of the originals, hardly. It merely dares to embrace the legion of dispossessed to acknowledge the reality of their experience, as well.
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