Art is a weird thing. It's more like 'others appreciate your vision' than a stamp declaring a certain piece is 'art'. It's all so subjective! Unlike Power-Stache, which is a science.
Take this exhibit at the MoMA for example. The artist sat in a chair in the middle of the room and would have 'portraits' come and sit across from her and stare at each other for hours. Some people cried, which is lame. 'Cause no one looks good crying and that shits your portrait forever. I scoured the portraits and came up with the best of the facially-haired. And here is Day 6, Portrait 14, whom I've affectionately named Grizelz:
Now Grizelz here is by far the burliest of the bunch. He sports a full, unkempt beard, for which I can only imagine is for one of three reasons: 1) He needs it for survival in the arctic air 2) He is a hipster and is trying to make an ironic statement, contrasting the growing beard to his receding hairline or 3) It is a religious observation.
Now, it would only seem natural that being 'really into beards' ought to be an option but people who are truly 'into' beards know the difference between stylishly unkempt and straight up homeless, and therefore, Grizelz does not fall into the 'really into beards' category.
But not all is lost! Think of Grizelz as a supporter of the Facial-Haired movement, and not as a walking advertisement of why one ought to shave. Maybe? Either way, I'm not sure I want to see Grizelz sans-beard.
-bruiser
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