Pearls before swine, indeed.

It's cool, in a wow that's interesting but pointless kind of way, but I'm also having a hard time considering it art. It might be OCD. I wonder, if I photocopy and blow up pages of typewritten business correspondence and use a sharpie to color in all the closed loop bits of letters, and tell you I'm bringing attention to the emptiness of life, is that art too? And if it is, will anyone (preferably several anyones) pay me a couple hundred bucks for each one I finish?

Yes, I am a fuddy-duddy.

There is art, and then there's salable art, the former being much more plentiful. ;)

Sadly, one might be surprised.