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I don't condemn or look down upon those who enjoy or even make, say, Elvis on black velvet. Actually, I kind of like Elvis on black velvet, probably because my mother was crazy about Elvis when I was growing up, and would dance and sing along to Elvis songs on the radio or the record player, so whenever I see one of those kitschy Elvis objects, I think of my mother and get all sorts of warm associations. So I'm not decrying that stuff, far from it. All I'm saying is that it doesn't (or shouldn't) take a graduate degree to recognize good when good is experienced. Lower the bar low enough and people will start thinking gaudy, garish color tricks that were old when the pre-Raphaelites were young is the stuff of genius.

Too late.