John Green asked me to go to the quietest place within walking distance as a part of his wife's incredibly pretentious Art Assignment on YouTube. Not that I have anything against his wife, but the idea of asking thousands of people to create the same art as yourself just strikes me as selfish, foolish, or both. I actively failed the assignment, because I know the storm shelter is the quietest place within walking distance and I instead walked the dog outside. I can hear his collar clinking, a hundred bird calls, mower, a handful of frogs and insects, wind through the trees, and cars on the highway. It's noisy. Chaotic. Cluttered. And I'm on my phone, which I think was against the rules. I'm not sure.
But is my "art" less valid because I broke the conventions of its origins? Is my thought somehow incorrect? I don't think the purpose of art is to challenge or uphold the establishment, but to release something built up inside or to communicate some emotion otherwise contained. Art, in my experience, is not prompted as well as exploded.