I was thinking about intent being sacrosanct..........and I thought of an instance where an artifact of a lost culture had been excavated. Originally, the artifact had been a primitive urn used for religious purposes. As an artifact representing a primitive culture, the object becomes a work of art. The artifact is sold in a shop to a tourist. The tourist takes the object home and proudly puts it in a prominent place with artificial flowers in it.
1) the object is, in fact, a sacred vessel and the paintings on it do represent the high art of that culture that serves on many levels the artist and the responding culture.
2) the object goes through a transformation of value, becoming just an interesting object.
3) the object, for it's artistic appeal, is appreciated as common household decor and the owner derives much satisfaction from it's perceived artistic statement as a flower holder, which profanes the original intent.
My point: If the human body was, in fact, created and is the createst work of art to date, it has been tortuously misconstrued from the original intent of the artist.
All works, inevitably, are misconstrued, misalligned, and are trash on some level, as well as beautiful, received, intriguing and has some merit of worth, albeit, sometimes, miniscual.
I know this isn't "the" perspective to have, but this is said from someone who loves the smell of manure in a barn.
I think a problem does occur when upon "experiencing" art, regardless of medium/form, that the result is harm. Usually, the observer has the opportunity to exercise free will and opts not to read/buy/observe the offending art. I have a serious problem with beautifully, perfect written poetry that lauds the experience of child molestation as I have two daughters that were sexually molested.
Again, the standard for any and all art, regardless if from perspective of artist or observer, is: beauty/eye/beholder.
Addendum: I heard a story of some famous artist who was acclaimed. Later it was discovered that all the beautiful/macabre paintings of women that he did were corpses of prostitutes that he brutally killed and then posed as he wished for painting. How would his extremely beautiful expressions be interpreted?