Some of the paintings are down right creepy, others are beautiful. All the paintings, however, elicit strong emotions from the viewer. The movie either fails to provide proper social commentary/critic or doesn't even bother with trying. It touches upon "real artist vs sell out." The fact that critics (and artists) are full of shit, What is art and why the artists creates it, etc, but none of it is fully explored.
I was excited at first, because it reminded me of Goya's Black Paintings, which were found in his house, ON the walls of his house, after his death and they are a window into his deteriorating mental and physical health, along with his desillusioned view of people and society. He never intended for people to see them, nor he cared. He just did it. That is VERY creepy. I had an exgirlfriend who drew the creepiest face on her bedroom wall, because she, "couldn't sleep." That thing gave off a very negative vibe. Can you imagine having FOURTEEN of those around your house? Good lord.
The movie also fails to explore that. The WHY of the paintings to begin with and the WHY the artist wanted them ultimately destroyed.