As spring approaches, and with the arrival of Daylight Saving Time, I am outdoors more, both as a journalist and as a homeowner.

Since I am a photographer both as a profession and for a hobby, I am always taking pictures. Some of these pictures are very straightforward, like tornado damage, flowers blooming, or kids playing ball, but I also try to indulge my artistic side.
Thus, when I see a splash of color, or a crooked shadow, or a streak of light, I make a picture. But the real question is: is this art?
I know, I know. Art is art if the artist says it’s art, right? Don’t we get to decide about our own creations? Sure, but that doesn’t make it valuable.

And more significantly, does our art convey a message? Is the message worth conveying? Is it the truth?
Okay, this is getting complicated. A better question might be: do I like it?

Another way many people gauge art is by it’s monetary value or popularity. I think of recent examples like the conceptual artist Maurizio Cattelan’s banana taped to a wall with duct tape. The second in the series sold in November 2024 for $6.2 million.
That must have been a really delicious banana.
For what it’s worth, if you drop $6.2 million in my Venmo account, I’d be happy to duct tape a peach to the fence in the back yard for you.

