Yea, modern art - it's a load of bollocks.
Way back when, when I was studying art at university :roll: a friend of mine and I thought up an ironic idea for a combined work, with the intention of drawing attention to our tutor's total lack of decency and common sense when it came to anything rubbish. The guy wasn't into people who could really paint or draw, but if you knocked up any old piece of tat in the free period before lunch on a friday, he thought the sun shone out of your arse.
Anyway, our proposal was as follows:
Required: one large empty room with bare walls (painted white). Two chest high plinths, wood or stone. Two large glass specimen jars with lids. Formaldehyde (enough to fill both jars). One whole cows brain. One pair of bulls testicles.
Brief: place the two plinths at opposite ends of the room with a jar atop of each, one containing the aforementioned formaldehyde and brain, the other formaldehyde and testicles. The room is to be devoid of all other decoration and accoutrements.
Sadly due to petty officials in brussels, we could not buy the necessary offal, nor would the university's medical department be persuaded to part with any of its precious formaldehyde, or at least certainly not to a pair of scruffy art students. I bet damien bloody hirst never had such problems. The git. (just goes to show it's not what you know it's who you know, eh?).
I think it would have been a great exhibit come the end of the course, with many a patron chuckling quietly to themselves after they 'got it'.
Trouble today is, most so called modern art takes itself way too seriously indeed, like it really matters or something. When in reality after you've thought about it for a bit, it's just a load of pretentious old bollocks.
[brian sewell] see how this pile of old house bricks is a parallel for the degradation of the urban society and the life therein...[/brian sewell] :roll:
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