Charles Le Brun, Massacre of the Innocents
A group of paintings commemorating not only the innocent lives of the schoolchildren taken yesterday in Connecticut, but also those of children massacred due to the depravity and senselessness of current US and US-backed Israeli war policy. There is no excuse for unmanned predator drone attacks that are simply executions performed without trial in the Kafkaesque nightmare we all now inhabit. These are war crimes by any definition and all the more odious because the innocent civilians killed as part of the practice are simply ignored and written off with the sickening euphemism “collateral damage.”
PIeter Bruegel, The Massacre of the Innocents, 1565-71
Peter Paul Rubens, The Massacre of the Innocents
Cornelis van Haarlem, Massacre of the Innocents
Viewing the immense emotion contained in these paintings done by artists down through the centuries can only make one acutely aware of the kind of degraded kitsch junk that passes for artwork in our woeful excuse for an art world, where pseudo-artists and pseudo-collectors and pseudo-critics and pseudo-curators endlessly parade around in their empty finery that says nothing whatsoever about the world we inhabit. Art for and by insensate morons that has grown just as infantile and self-absorbed as the population crowding into the latest Hollywood rubbish invariably promoting violence and self-gratification.
Giotto di Bondone, Massacre of the Innocents
Tintoretto, Massacre of the Innocents
When I attended art school, one of the worst decisions of my life, it was common indoctrination that artists should at all costs avoid emotion or “sentimentality” in their work. And thus we find the hopelessly vapid glop that is at best interior decoration but generally far worse than that. From Warhol down through his smarmy descendants American Art has basked in its cynical detachment, thinking it a pose of superiority when in fact it’s just the opposite. Self-infatuated egomania parading as artistic genius, backed and supported by predatory capitalists who have ruined the lives of millions of working people isn’t great art. In fact, it isn’t art at all.
Francois-Joseph Narvez, Massacre of the Innocents
Fernando Botero, Massacre of the Innocents
One can only imagine what the people in the not-too-distant future will think of the spot paintings and children’s scribble and nude performance art promoted by the class of charlatans and thieves who are busily destroying the planet in an orgy of excess that makes prior decadent regimes seem small timers by comparison.
Fra Angelico, Massacre of the Innocents
Guido Reni, Massacre of the Innocents
In America, the self-proclaimed beacon of freedom and liberty, we now have 22 percent of our children living in poverty. The richest country the world has ever seen has a child poverty rate that is the worst in the industrialized world, barely ahead of the impoverished Romania. This is a crying shame that is not remotely addressed in our political debate, which invariably centers around how much money we are going to have taken from us by the government in our taxes. There is never an examination of the fact the majority of our tax money is spent in military spending on ceaseless and endless wars while our population becomes more infantile and brutal, not to mention the police state that grows larger by the day. All this while our artists bend over backward to please the jaded tastes of the head-up-their- asses population. Be it high art or low art, it all amounts to no art.
A people who care about nothing but their own narrow self-interest and pleasures and who are willing to destroy the rest of the world to continue in them will reap the harvest that they have sown. If history proves anything at all, it proves that.