$35 million would not do a lot to help with global water shortages. Let this guy do what he wants with his money, and perhaps his critics could go dig wells in Mali.
Maybe if it had been original I would find this "art" slightly less ludicrous. But it isn't. It says nothing new, and is only a display of arrogance and contempt.
I see a pile of vile garbage by the road, I turn away in disgust. Others tack a "for sale" sign upon it and call it art. The garbage man picks up my garbage pile. Pretentious art collectors pick up the artists pile of rubbish, and bask in the worship of their fearful-to-be-not-thought-of-as-hip peers and the confused addled gruntings of the wannabe-hip hoi polloi. And in the end? All the garbage ends up in the same place.
Perhaps the trains can run on the sewage some in the art world foist upon us, and that the aesthetes are so fond of rolling in. *cough* tin foil ball *cough*
Artists who defecate on stage, artists who empty a garbage can on the floor, artists who hang unpainted canvases, all these are shams. Most people appear to be afraid to point out that the emperor has no clothes.
@Gauldar
Perhaps so. But my cat's hacking up a hairball at a dinner party also elicits conversation.
"and also, the art world is a lot less pretentious and “afraid to be ignorant” than many think. this recurring mantra i see repeated in neatorama comments insults our collective intelligence."
Actually, the repeated pretensions of the art world insults our collective humanity.
There is a bulge in the snake's body that looks as though it swallowed something about the 1.5x the length of the leg and going that distance in each direction. I would imagine that a lizard was swallowed, and burst a leg through the snake. We may never know.
"The anonymity of the internet allows the average jerk to make snide and offensive comments without any repercussions."
Though I do agree that we should not revile or otherwise insult the recently deceased, what, exactly, are the repercussions you would like to see befall those whose speech you find offensive? And who would carry out the "repercussions"?
As for Swayze, he was dying, he can take pleasure in whatever legal activity he wished to engage in. When I am old and dying, I'll smoke and drink vodka and eat whatever I want.
The neighbor's house was on fire, and their just taking the corpses out now. I could have helped rescue the family, but I figured, what the hey? Natural selection is at work here. Their agonized cries did quite upset my breakfast though, I must admit. I couldn't hear the news.
Sometimes the horseshoe crabs can right themselves, many times not. Beachcombers typically pour sand on them, and once some Boyscouts and fishermen were using them for target practice with knives.
I see a pile of vile garbage by the road, I turn away in disgust. Others tack a "for sale" sign upon it and call it art. The garbage man picks up my garbage pile. Pretentious art collectors pick up the artists pile of rubbish, and bask in the worship of their fearful-to-be-not-thought-of-as-hip peers and the confused addled gruntings of the wannabe-hip hoi polloi. And in the end? All the garbage ends up in the same place.
I am glad that you agree.
Artists who defecate on stage, artists who empty a garbage can on the floor, artists who hang unpainted canvases, all these are shams. Most people appear to be afraid to point out that the emperor has no clothes.
@Gauldar
Perhaps so. But my cat's hacking up a hairball at a dinner party also elicits conversation.
Actually, the repeated pretensions of the art world insults our collective humanity.
Everyone thinks that the times in which they live are worse than previous "golden" times.
Though I do agree that we should not revile or otherwise insult the recently deceased, what, exactly, are the repercussions you would like to see befall those whose speech you find offensive? And who would carry out the "repercussions"?
As for Swayze, he was dying, he can take pleasure in whatever legal activity he wished to engage in. When I am old and dying, I'll smoke and drink vodka and eat whatever I want.
Sometimes the horseshoe crabs can right themselves, many times not. Beachcombers typically pour sand on them, and once some Boyscouts and fishermen were using them for target practice with knives.