I am not saying that my New York friends or certain reviewers don’t actually care about art. They must. What I am picking up on is the distaste for bringing that caring into public. Caring about art is almost illicit, something one does in the privacy of one’s home, like masturbation. Well, sex and orgies are much more pleasurable than masturbation, and talking about art with other people is much more pleasurable than thinking about it alone. In any case, one can and should have both.
In this recent blog post, Sheila Heti responds to complaints about all of the conversations about art in her book, How Should a Person Be? Do yourself a favor, and be sure to read the full thing.