Just because I admire the work doesn’t mean I admire the artist. Think of Caravaggio; brilliant but violent, or Picasso; genius, yet misogynist.
Is Art  the artist?, or is the artist just a vessel? Can we separate the two? Should we? Let’s discuss.

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Isn't the answer in the question? :) It would be so simple if being a wonderful human being were all it took to create masterpieces, which doesn't mean, however, that every jerk is a genius in the making. Far from being all black or white.

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Another layer of the question is, what are the moral implications on this? We are still celebrating the work and the artists as  inseparable. It's quite a complex and interesting subject for me to dig in.