The Art of Disappointment

Before I start this blog, let me tell you a story. Back in the good old days of 21', my family and I decided to visit The Museum of Modern Art in New York. Of course, I was excited at the time to see the various works of arts from many different artists. When I walked into the museum however, ALL my dreams of watching majestic art completely shriveled away. Instead of seeing majestic pieces, I saw complete paint splatters to just empty canvases. From the absolute dumpster fire in front of my oculars, I only had one lingering thought in my head: "What on God's green earth am I looking at right now??" Sure, some modern art is cool, but you can imagine the disappointment I felt when I thought I would be looking at magnificent landscape paintings, but ended up looking at complete crap. At one of the exhibits, there was LITERALLY just a red square. What could that even possibly mean???? I know art is subjective and all, but I feel like there is a fine line between art holding very deep meaning and just being a lazy clump of... stuff, made for rich people with nothing else to spend their money on.

Of course, this is just one of many scenarios that exemplify disappointment - an emotion so universal that it practically deserves its own exhibit. Everyone has felt disappointment before: when your food looks so much better on the menu than your plate, when you don't get the test score that you wanted, or even when you walk into a world famous art museum only to find a big red square. Yet somehow, disappointment can be beautiful. It's the outcome of the fact that you had high expectations for something, the fact that you cared enough for something to not meet your standards. Without disappointment, excitement wouldn't feel as... exciting and false hope wouldn't hurt. In a weird way, it's this shared disappointment that unites us all because, no matter where you're from, what your culture is, heck, even how handsome you are (i'm the most handsome btw), at some point in your life you've looked at something and said, "Seriously? That's it?"

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