Declaration of Purpose

What is the purpose of "Shut Up Already I'll Look at Your Art"? Put simply, to reach out to as many artists worldwide via new media to give them the opportunity to have an image of their work viewed in Chelsea by a professional Art Dealer no strings attached, and have that viewing witnessed and documented.

"Shut Up Already I'll Look at Your Art" will address several issues in the current art discourse and challenge some typical conventions of the commercial art market.

The most important convention challenged is authorship, by withholding artist name, the most important thing this does is address the issue of art being considered for the merits of its content, or the reputation of the artist, withholding authorship is the only way to overcome the prejudice of artist branding.

Authorship is again challenged by the need for participation by respondents to an open call for artists to contribute, not just those who submit work, but anyone who forwards an email that says you might be interested in this or know someone who is, or even someone who tells a friend about it over a drink with friends, all partial authors in their own right.

Promote the spirit of diverse people overcoming apprehensions , and working together to achieve something they could never achieve on their own, with everyone contributing , a greater good is achieved.this isaddressing much of the same issues faced in overcoming the fractures preventing people from joining together to form a community much like in the parable:

The Stone Soup Story

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Once upon a time, somewhere in post-war Eastern Europe, there was a great famine in which people jealously hoarded whatever food they could find, hiding it even from their friends and neighbors. One day a wandering soldier came into a village and began asking questions as if he planned to stay for the night.

"There's not a bite to eat in the whole province," he was told. "Better keep moving on."

"Oh, I have everything I need," he said. "In fact, I was thinking of making some stone soup to share with all of you." He pulled an iron cauldron from his wagon, filled it with water, and built a fire under it. Then, with great ceremony, he drew an ordinary-looking stone from a velvet bag and dropped it into the water.

By now, hearing the rumor of food, most of the villagers had come to the square or watched from their windows. As the soldier sniffed the "broth" and licked his lips in anticipation, hunger began to overcome their skepticism.

"Ahh," the soldier said to himself rather loudly, "I do like a tasty stone soup. Of course, stone soup with cabbage -- that's hard to beat."

Soon a villager approached hesitantly, holding a cabbage he'd retrieved from its hiding place, and added it to the pot. "Capital!" cried the soldier. "You know, I once had stone soup with cabbage and a bit of salt beef as well, and it was fit for a king."

The village butcher managed to find some salt beef . . . and so it went, through potatoes, onions, carrots, mushrooms, and so on, until there was indeed a delicious meal for all. The villagers offered the soldier a great deal of money for the magic stone, but he refused to sell and traveled on the next day.