“Tastes change and what is considered bad work changes with it,” concedes Cai Arfon Bellis, a practicing artist whose practice is deeply rooted in music subcultures and shared spaces. “Phillip Guston is a glowing example of why an artist should be allowed to make ‘bad’ work. His now iconic Klan figure paintings, shown at his exhibition at Marlborough in New York in 1970, were at the time completely reviled. But without the fearlessness to make ‘bad’ work, sometimes throwing out the baby with the bathwater, up-ending his practice time and time again, we would not be left with his exciting and challenging legacy.” A somewhat inverted example is tied to an anecdote about Nicole Eisenman’s pornographic paintings of the 90s. “The way the story goes, is that during what had been a non-eventful studio visit, a crumpled sketch was discovered in the bin. Upon discovering the discarded drawing, the curator or friend proclaimed it the best thing in the entire studio.” The sketch was allegedly the progenitor of Eisenman’s later paintings, though she herself considered the work was just for fun, never to see the light of day.
Such instances highlight the role of gallerists, curators and companions in assuming their role as active participants, rather than passive bystanders to ‘bad’ work. This is distinct from whether or not judgements of taste (as with Guston’s bad reception) actually stand the test of time. So much of ‘bad’ work is merely underdeveloped, unresolved or unintegrated, problems that can only be amended within the ongoing continuum that is an artist’s practice. For Bellis, “there’s nothing sadder than watching an artist visibly going through the motions, whether it be churning out crudely painted book covers, or peddling technicolour-dotted NFTs. I think the ability to make bad work is what separates the artist from the grifter.”