I don't know what is and what isn't art, but, for me, I like to see what I think as art demonstrating a special talent, showing vision and articulating an idea that either isn't in my mind at all or which is inchoate at best. I'm not struck by stuff that has been chucked together, such as bedclothes or piles of white boxes, and I'm not keen on being shocked or disgusted. As life is such a vale of tears, I prefer art that is uplifting and life-affirming. As I type this I'm listening to a Beethoven piano trio. That sort of art. But that's just me. I have no right to regard mine as a better opinion of art than anyone else's.