Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
Now art should never try to be popular. The public should try to make itself artistic.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Art should be genuine and not cater to popular opinion; rather, society should strive to appreciate and understand art.
In this quote, Oscar Wilde emphasizes the importance of authenticity in art, suggesting that true artistry should not be diluted to merely please the masses. Instead, he believes that it is the responsibility of the public to cultivate their own artistic sensibilities and to seek deeper meanings in the works presented to them, fostering a richer cultural environment.
Themes
ArtPublicCreativityAppreciationAuthenticity
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a discussion about the role of artists at a gallery opening.
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