“I wouldn’t pay a fortune for this painting. The artist’s earlier work was much better.”
“He has learnt from experience.”
“Then the quality should have improved……”
“No. He has learnt that the value goes up with the venue of display and stature of visitors.”
“Do I describe him as a dying artist or evolving artist?”
“An evolving businessman.”
when mediocrity is rewarded, artists go astray
not sure of their talent, some of them sway
those who stick to their craft are labelled eccentric
when colors disappear, it all looks grey
not sure of their talent, some of them sway
they learn what sells, forget what dwells
when colors disappear, it all looks grey
they keep counting greenbacks all the way
they learn what sells, forget what dwells
when mediocrity is rewarded, artists go astray
they keep counting greenbacks all the way
those who stick to their craft are labelled eccentric
Reena Saxena 
This is absolutely true, ma’am. When the soul stops being involved in the craft, the craft loses its meaning.
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Sadly this is the case with poetry too. There are no publishers or agents betting on it, unless it appeals to millennials. Kumar Vishwas (Hindi poet) is so successful because he writes romance for teenagers.
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That’s a very realistic view of art world.
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Unfortunately so 😭
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Yes, everything has been commercialized
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I really like this, it had a very calming affect reading it. I felt like you captured what it would be like standing in the image in the evoked feeling in the poem.
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Thank you so much for that!
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Thank you too!
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