There's the old joke: what's the difference between pornography and art? A government grant, or the lighting, or something along those lines. However, when does a snapshot stop being a snapshot and start being a piece of art?
This is a simple question with big implications. First, one has to define what a work of art would be, but barring that, when does a picture snapped simply walking around the street or during a night out with friends and becomes something that demands a closer look? By the same token, which photos that are considered somewhat prestigious aren't really worth all that much attention?
Here's our art for today.
Frank
His note: These benches are always busy during the summer, but now they seem so lonely.
My photograph
Once again, it was that kind of day. I wanted something simple and in my apartment, given bare skin outside today would almost freeze instantaneously. Tux was sleeping next to me and I wanted to get light going across his fur, so this is what the result.
What's next? Tune in tomorrow!
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