When it comes to most things, I would say I have an open mind... however if I'm being truly honest when it comes to what is called 'Modern Art' my mind seems to collapse in on itself... I can show no empathy towards it, and I'm not sure I want to.
On one of my many excursions to the Tate Britain I found myself pondering upon the works of Millais, Sargent and Turner, my mind totally absorbed by the texture, detail and feeling in these paintings. It was then I turned into the long hall when I came upon the curious works of Fiona Banner - 'Harrier and Jaguar'. Now my first initial thought was 'wow, how did they get that into here?' and apart from my worrying concern of whether the roof might fall on everyone, I had no other feelings or thoughts towards these objects.
Now of course you can say (and I agree) that art is 100% subjective (personal opinion). However coming fro
m an outside or maybe logical view, I ask this question; If these planes were in a museum, would they receive the same reception, views and money? I think the answer we are looking for is possibly not. Of course I expect that our initial thoughts might be wondering what kind of plane it is and other various historical facts, but I doubt they would be called 'one of the most celebrated works on the art scene'. Why because a lady from Merseyside has put two planes in a hall at the Tate Britain, is it considered to be art and why is it worth thousands? It's a question I myself cannot answer.

My main concern is that these artists of modernity have no actual meaning behind their work, no passion. I cant help but feel that they are just looking for a deeper meaning made from anything someone can think of... the word that comes to mind is pretentious. Maybe, the reason I can never understand modern art, is because its impossible for me to go from being stunned by Rossetti to a concrete bath. My mind just cannot accept the two extremes together as art.
In truth, I feel that the art world is on a much different level than what it should be, I feel rejected from this modern world of art, it shouldn't be like that. It may be called strange that I (an 18-year-old) am comfortable with my gazing upon my friends 'The Lady of Shallott' and 'Beata Beatrix' than a few polka dots on the wall at the Tate Modern. Art has evolved and no longer has immediate subjectivity, this may in itself be a subjective view, but when we are not creating 'things' that aren't inspired by the beauty of this world I feel we can lose the real meaning of art.

The Pre-Raphaelites had an ethos of 'Truth to Nature' they wanted to reform art and create new passionate visions of beauty that were true to the nature of what they were painting. They possibly felt as I did about the common mannerist ways artists before them were painting. I can't help but wonder what they would think of today's 'art'.
I am saddened to not see any new artists that might compete with the works of the Greats such as Turner or Constable, where are they? Where is the diversity... I acknowledge completely that art is bound to evolve and change, But why does the Royal Academy now produce artists that seem to all 'fit in the same area of art'.
“This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art.”
- Salvador Dali
I think it is true, that gone are the days when we can gaze at a new piece of 'art' for more than 30 seconds, I can imagine what Rossetti, Michelangelo, Monet and Renoir would be thinking, as they wept into their paint pallets, there would be a story to paint indeed.
The Deluge by Francis Danby