It is always a loss of friendships, relationships, karmic capital, time, effort, and, occasionally, teeth.
I mean, being honest when it comes to art is like walking in the rain and smiling at lightning when you have a full set of metal brackets.
Criticizing artists (or just telling them what you really think) while looking directly into their eyes is especially dangerous. Like, saying, “You know, John, this is a secondhand idea and you really should not have used that much of this red” when John asks you what you think about his latest masterpiece.
An artist can crush a Champaign bottle on your head, and then walk free from the court, because any jury would decide it was your fault.
The judge then is likely to rule your head still needs to be examined, after your cracked skull would have healed. If you are dumb enough to be honest with an artist, you should be locked away from the society of normal people.
Recently, I think I’ve lost friendship with a great couple of art lovers because I entertained the idea of an honest answer about the artist they introduced me to, when they asked if I wanted to buy anything from the guy.
I could say I didn’t have the budget.
I am not saying artists should not be criticized. Oh, well, they should, but only if you checked the front door is locked and windows are barred, and you’ve established no one among your relatives or friends (you want to stay friends with) is in love with the artist’s artwork.
Many great minds tried to convince artists it was OK for an artwork to be criticized. “Impressionism” and “Fauvism” were born out of critical ridicule. Nothing helped to convince artists that criticism should be welcomed into their life, unlike praise that is more appropriate posthumously.
Artistic profession is unlike any other. If you invite, say, a plumber, and his work is worthy of criticism, it is you who gets offended, not the plumber. The plumber can’t tell you that you are an unappreciative asshole, and expect to keep working in the neighbourhood. Artists are different. The artist architect who worked on my house was deeply, mortally offended at me noticing the mirror he ordered was 15 cm (half a foot) shorter than the recess he planned for it, and that it was not aesthetically gratifying to have a smaller mirror filling a bigger recess. He broke the relationship.
NEVER CRITICIZE ARTISTS TO THEIR ARTISTIC FACES, UNLESS YOU WEAR A HELMET, POSSESS A GUN YOU DRAW BETTER THAN CLINT EASTWOOD, OR ARE ENDOWED WITH USAIN BOLT LEGS TO CARRY YOU TO SAFETY.
Thank you, the Daily Prompt, for inspiration!