What is art? What does art mean, if it means anything. Is art simply a wistful painting on a wall? A romantic sculpture in a garden? Or does art cover a wide variety of ‘career choices? Thespians call themselves artists, as do singers and songwriters. Even beauty and silicon surgeons use the term. So you could conclude that being an artist doesn’t just mean you can draw an elephant well.

I ask, what are the boundaries of art? Are there any? Is there anything about art that hasn’t been invented yet, anything new? We’ve had all sorts of -isms: Renaissance, Impressionism, Post Impressionism, Pointism, Abstract, Fauvism, Surrealism, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, and etcism. Basically every form, style, and genre of art has been labeled, classed and filed into its appropria te folder. Everything else that comes along is a recycled effort of a few different styles ‘repackaged?as something new. I am excluding all discussion on technological art as that is Spanish manure.

I intend to invent a new genre or ‘label?of art. Anthroprealism. Or, simply put, Human Beings.

Now, I’m not talking about that real human body exhibition, or wax sculptures, or even those people who can stand still for 500 million hours covered in gold paint. No, not even striptease. I just mean everyday people and their styles.

Anthroprealism consists of uncountable sub-forms. For example, the woman who spends two hours every morning putting on a mountain of make-up and doing her hair, or the man in certain cases; when I see these people I think, “What a great example of Shrouderealism? Or the Halmoni, with their distinctive style of short black hair and slacks the country over, Halmorealism. Then there’s all the Japanese men always dressed in black and white suits, everyone in black and white, white and black on everyone, Monouniforealism. Then there’s rural Australia, with its standard flannette shirt, or bonds T-shirt co-ordinated with stubby shorts and an unshaven face, that’s called Boganrealism. Also the athletic, sports style. People covered in billboards of Adidas and Nike, with of course, pure white sneakers, Commersporealism. Those who cover themselves in Gucci or Chanel, Commerclarealism.

Then we’ve got Realrealism. The best example I can think of for this is in Cambodia, where there is no such thing as pre-meditated style. People wear only what they can afford, or just what’s in the family closet—their lifestyles are reflected precisely through what they are dressed in. The hardships, poverty, missing limbs. Realrealism is the only sub-form of Anthroprealism where you can ‘judge a book by its cover?