When DD was about 12, we went to the Tate Gallery to see an exhibition of, I think, Pre-Raphaelite art, Rossetti, Millaiss, Burne-Jones. Nicely figurative and a pleasure to look at.
We then wandered into a sculpture exhibition. It looked like broken bookcases made from multicoloured acrylic. Beside each 'creation' was a notice explaining to us what we were looking at and what it was meant to be.
My daughter came up with quite a profound statement, She said that if you do not know or understand what a work of art is until someone has written down an explanation then it is the piece of paper/plastic/board/stone the explanation is written on that is the work of art, not the sulpture itself.
I think this rule applies in this case..