Oh, The Mysteries of Art!
Three patrons are standing with an artist at his new show. They are looking at a picture of the artist's newest work, a white canvas with a single black lin painted down the middle of it.
First Patron: I'm intrigued by the message of your latest piece. I'm guessing it's a representation of all the artificial dichotomies between members of the human race.
Second Patron: I suspected as much. It's clearly portrait of solitude in the psychological wilderness of reality.
Third Patron: Hmmm. It strikes me as an image of desolation and man's resilience in the face of the total catastrophe of civilization.
A schoolgirl walks by. She looks at the painting for five seconds, then tugs the artist on the shirt.
Schoolgirl: Is that a symbolic representation of the way in which pretentious abstract art confounds self-important psuedo intellectuals who feign understanding when faced with ambiguity?
Artist: That's the one.
Patrons: (simultaneously) Knew it all the time.