she came in through the bathroom window

hipster art. the art that is seen when one is also seeing hipsters.
i.e. art that doesn't in any way connect with my brain correlate of beauty.

when wandering through many many galleries, i realized that i might better be surrounded by gorgeousity by letting my mind wander through a science paper or two...

art that doesn't connect with my personal sense of reality, of course, is not good art. nor is it surprising that relatively few possess a similar sense of reality.

so make your own damn art.

ok.