Photography in the Wake of Postmodernism

No, I've not suddenly gone all clever on you, read on.

The Victoria and Albert have a photography exhibition on at the moment which we stood and looked at for some time. I looked and I mused.  I look again, really hard this time, but I really don't get a lot of the modern artistry.  Actually, I do get it, and I really like it but what I don't get is why some make it big and others don't.

Go look at the 3rd Photo down in this blog post.  That picture is better than the majority of the V&A exhibition.

There was a very clever photo of some tweezers, but what made it clever was the description attached to it.  And this, my dear friends, appears to be the difference between a heralded artist in the art world and the rest.

You see I would write "look at the size of the blummin' caterpillar I saw on m'walk - how hairy is that?!"

Whereas our arty type would say "Entitled Lost Fertility.  Here she portrays the lone mass of sexual hirsutism sat in a now barren land. Wrinkles of age in the land. Only weeds can show where flowers of youth once blossomed."  and it'd be on the wall as quick as you can say

"bugger me, that's one hell of a caterpillar you saw on your walk there girl"