Jerusalem's Israel Museum has its own share of modern art trash. A few years ago, when we went, there was a work consisting of a giant pile of spice cloves piled on the floor in the center of an exhibit room.
My husband crouched down next to it, as if to get a closer look. Then he started to put on an act that he's about to have a sneeze attack.
A-H..... A-H..... A-H .....
You should have seen the guard jump!
