At the root of modernist ethics, materials are meant to speak honestly and present themselves unclad as a truthful expression of their respective properties.
Applying paint to a surface represents a criminal act which prevents the desired ontological reading of the painted thing, obscuring its essence, telling physical lies.
But perception is persistent and it is simply undeniable that the change affected is real. It is this contradiction of authenticity that has produced a monumental guilt complex surrounding how things are made and how they appear.
Paint is a trickster. While changing its physical makeup only microscopically, it can alter perception dramatically.
The story of modernity is about the shedding of myth, effecting a clean break, moving towards the light, but the sacrifice required for this liberation is a high price to pay.
Art can only begin where authenticity takes its leave.