Art is eating itself
In his curious little book about Flying Saucers, Carl Jung took an interesting detour into the psychology of modern art. His contemporaries, he said, had 'taken as their subject the disintegration of forms'. Their pictures, 'abstractly detached from meaning and feeling alike, are distinguished by their "meaninglessness" as much as their deliberate aloofness from the spectator'. Artists 'have immersed themselves,' wrote Jung, 'in the destructive element and have created a new conception of beauty, one that delights in the alienation of meaning and of feeling.