It's hard to say. There is a Jackson Pollack at the Boston MFA called "Troubled Queen" that I am very fond of. But it's probably at my limit for real appreciation. (I don't think I would have cared for "Totally Bonkers Queen"). But a limit for appreciation is not the same as a limit for tolerance. I smile patiently a lot of conceptual art without really having much use for it. A few years ago, an art student walked through an airport with a fake bomb strapped to her (I think it was) chest as a conceptual art project. That crossed a line for me.
Should Stalinist-era art be conserved?

