As one dives into the waters of mediocrity and redundancy, truths emerge: familiarity does indeed breed contempt. Long Island Pulse's annual list of Long Island's top artists is laughable at best, showcasing very minor "accomplishments" in the field of visual arts. How these nine "artists" were picked is anyone's guess, and if one is looking for poetry, provocation, challenging material, transgression, the meaninglessness of it all, or merely unfamiliar forms that kindle an uneasy presence, there's nothing of that here. How many times must one see threatening seascapes, candy-colored "mother earth" totem paintings, bad "Pop"art, cartoonish "graffiti", colorfully inert collage/acrylic/watercolor/word pantings, or sub-Paul Klee laundry line art? Everything presented in this article does seem to pander to Long Island Pulse's target audience: white, affluent, hyper-consumerist, and middlingly art-educated folks who think anything is art just as long as it's emotionally, politically, socially, and formally "cute". Enjoy.