But the real damage was done by the deconstructionists and postmodernists of the 1950s and beyond. They effectively robbed art of all meaning. Art was no longer about beauty or a meditation on the human experience. Instead - we were told - art is less important than the attributes of the artist - their biases, their history, their politics, their mustache ... you name it.
Although I generally agree with your posts two remarks here in my opinion:
1. Art is not about beauty. I like more the meditation on the human experience as you put it.
2. There is no art without the artist. What art offers us is a glimpse into the universe of the artist.
3. If the artist is not real, not honest with himself, not familiar with the language of his art, then he doesn't have a personal "signature" or universe in my opinion.
4. The attributes of the artists are totally irrelevant into appreciating the world of art.
5. The crying baby of Diane Arbus is probably the best photo of a baby I have ever seen.