Sentries stand guard.
They watch cars and trucks roll down Granby St., between
Brambleton Avenue and Virginia Beach Boulevard.
They are wrapped in metal foil. They are lifeless.Their skulls empty, they are brainless.
This is public art.
The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.
Pablo Picasso
But the adage
prevails: I know it (art) when I see it. Do you?
So drive down Granby St., the womb of Norfolk’s arts and
design district.
Art gestates here.
Public art adorns walls, billboards, and now sidewalks.
Public art grows.
When I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a God made object like a tree or flower. If it clashes, it is not art.
Paul Cezanne
Don’t dismiss this groundswell of popularity.
Public art will spread, capturing the urban landscape of
downtown Norfolk.
Art angers and aggravates.
Art transcends.
Art transforms.
Art assaults our senses and plays on our emotions.
Art engages, confounds, perplexes.
A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art.
Paul Cezanne
Art is politics, culture and society.
Art as mass market, investment, rate of return…Androgynous.
Is this the future of art in Norfolk?
Robert Hughes, The Shock of the New
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