“Today we can pass in the street a billboard, a pile of detritus, a person behaving bizarrely, a graffito, and wonder to ourselves: Was that art, or just life?”
— Philip Ball
Bright Earth: Art and the invention of color (2001)
“Art for Art’s Sake”
Some materials don’t fall clearly into the other categories.
While they could be pigeonholed with some strain, they are happier as pieces of paper blowing along the street, flapped boxes tucked into a doorway in some alley or other, impudent wildflowers growing out of the broken sidewalk (amid the gum), and so on.
They’re just life.