To say that I was getting bored with local art would be an understatement—it might also seem a tad bit dismissive, which to me is unacceptable. Boredom after all is a matter of taste still, which is not to say that mine is leveling up (or down, as the case may be) as it is to say that the redundancy of works has become more and more obvious the past three years or so, where the young(er) artists are being copied by the even young(er) artists, and the art that sells is being done over and over.
Art by Jukus Sepada