It seems a simple enough question: who is contemporary art for?
In a crowded, lively exhibition, one might get the impression that it is for everyone, pretty much. The viewers are more likely to be young (or at least seem young) than old, a bit more likely to be female than male, more stylish than not.
The answer is more complicated than that, however. It’s not just the masses of viewers who have a stake in contemporary art: its buyers, its curators, galleries and museums, and other artists all have their own. Whose really matters?
