Nature of Kitsch

 Taking a leaf out of "The unbearable lightness of being", genius Milan Kundera, I also felt a need to tilt my lance at kitsch, in  the time honored manner of our friend Don Quixote de la Mancha. I could  go on an exposition of what Kundera says about the nature of kitsch,  which is indeed most impressive. But let me instead use my own cardboard  lance and shield for the battle ahead. And hope Kundera nods  appreciatively when he sees the charge of this knight in cardboard  armour.
If Art is the representation of life in its widest sense,  kitsch is the representation of the concepts about life. And even using  the word "concepts" is not enough. I would have to qualify it.  Conceptualization itself is inherent in all art. But in true art,  conceptualization is "in the moment", and ephemeral. It is also highly  individual. That is why for a body of work of single artist, it also  evolutionary with time. For kitsch on the other hand, the very same  "concept" is folklore. The concepts of beauty inherent in all art is not  felt and lived, but only taken from culture, tradition or pre-formed  ideals (or memes). The appreciation and enjoyment is also superficial.  It is, because it has to be. Since it is static and forced, even if  unconsciously.
The worst enemy of art and individuality of creation  are the stranglehold of cultural habits and conditioning. Only by  getting rid of this, can one form appreciation and feeling for that  which is highly individual. Such appreciation leaps across times and  cultures, though not fully. The last part is due to inherent tie between  language and technique of art and the time and culture associated with  it. Kitsch is art generated from time and Culture, without any  individuality and true sense of beauty.
As for Colonel, all that  is written above must be an exercise in foolishness. Since for him, in  light of his immense wisdon, knignts and cardboards, beauty and truth,  kitch and otherwise, may all appear useless concepts. The only thing  worth considering, perhaps, are  equations. Or maybe not even those...