arts
Original: arts on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Young man with blue hair (standing at an easel): How will I know if I've made great art? How will I know I've really changed things?
Panel 2:
An older woman with glasses, sitting at a desk/drawing surface, replies.
Woman: You'll know, one day, when you are very old, and you discover that middle class people want your paintings on fridge magnets, on mugs, and on posters in college dorm rooms.
Panel 3:
The blue-haired man looks unhappy.
Woman (off-panel): Are you sad? Come on, man, what the hell else do you want?
Panel 4:
Close on the woman's face and the man's face.
Man: The respect of my peers.
Panel 5:
The woman reacts, wide-eyed.
Woman: In THE ARTS? What planet are you from?!
Votey:
The woman, shocked/wide-eyed.
Woman: The entire goal of self-expression is gaining the esteem of people you don't care about!
Young man with blue hair (standing at an easel): How will I know if I've made great art? How will I know I've really changed things?
Panel 2:
An older woman with glasses, sitting at a desk/drawing surface, replies.
Woman: You'll know, one day, when you are very old, and you discover that middle class people want your paintings on fridge magnets, on mugs, and on posters in college dorm rooms.
Panel 3:
The blue-haired man looks unhappy.
Woman (off-panel): Are you sad? Come on, man, what the hell else do you want?
Panel 4:
Close on the woman's face and the man's face.
Man: The respect of my peers.
Panel 5:
The woman reacts, wide-eyed.
Woman: In THE ARTS? What planet are you from?!
Votey:
The woman, shocked/wide-eyed.
Woman: The entire goal of self-expression is gaining the esteem of people you don't care about!
Alt text
A five-panel comic. A young man with blue hair stands at an easel and asks an older bespectacled woman how he'll know if he's made great art and really changed things. She answers that he'll know one day when he's very old and discovers that middle-class people want his paintings on fridge magnets, mugs, and dorm-room posters. He looks crestfallen; she asks, "Are you sad? Come on, man, what the hell else do you want?" He replies, "The respect of my peers." She recoils wide-eyed: "In THE ARTS? What planet are you from?!" Votey: a close-up of the woman, eyes wide, declaring, "The entire goal of self-expression is gaining the esteem of people you don't care about!"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.