Now I’m not that interested in Art – a lot of it I think is pretentious crap
But now and again I like to post a little ‘culture’ to madhatters, to show we are not all insensitive barbarians here, unable to appreciate the sensuous interplay of colours on a blank canvass, the resultant arbitrary patterns highlighting the complexities, stress and strains of modern urban life
Not to mention the symbolic power of the Casual and the creative power of femininity as Milo Moire drops paint filled eggs from her vagina
City marketing commissioner Antonio Maria Vasile said . . . “It’s clear the cleaning person did not realise she had thrown away two works and their value” (http://tinyurl.com/nrxavqn)
Hhmm, I’m not so sure she made a mistake . . . perhaps she was more of an art critic than the commissioner gives her credit for.
I suspect many folk will agree with her opinion that this piece of ‘art’ was in fact a load of rubbish :lol:
evoke his situation, split between two countries. South Africa, his native land, and France, where he lives at the moment
Jeez, I got that straight away.
I took one look at the photo of a man at the foot of the Eiffel Tower dressed in high-heeled platform shoes, wearing a garter, thigh-length tights, long red gloves, with long, wild feathers emanating from his head and hands, and a cockerel tied to his penis – [pic here - http://i.imgur.com/tYw0JTp.jpg] – and immediately thought . . .
‘this guy is making a powerful statement about his struggle to balance his past and his present‘
I mean it’s bleeding obvious, innit ?
Sadly for Steven Cohen, the French police do not . . .
You’ve got to laugh because there is nothing I can do about it now . . . I think it is funny. I really love the idea I have created something out of expensive things that makes it worth less. I think it’s brilliant‘, said struggling artist Andrew Vickers
‘I’ve told Andrew to call me first next time he finds something in a skip‘, said an aghast Steve Eyre who commissioned the model from Mr Vickers
[Click Read More tab to read about the artist's big cock up . . .]
I haven’t a clue what they’re talking about in this video but I guess the message is this guy is in the wrong job?
Marc Bradley Johnson, had toiled for hours filling 68 vials with his semen, which he then microwaved [Pro Tip - no more than 8 secs (for those wishing to try this at home) otherwise the semen froths over the top of the vial] and placed in a refrigerated box for public display.
People viewing his “Still Life’ were invited to take some of his semen home with them – until concerns were raised about the health and safety issues, and the legality, of distributing bio-hazardous material (full details here – http://tinyurl.com/clcan85)
Hhmm, masturbation is an art, eh?
Guess that makes me an “Old Master” :oops:
A previous post in Madhatters (see http://tinyurl.com/d7zj2r3) drew attention to a ‘living art’ exhibition in the Ukraine’s National Art Museum in Kiev, in which 5 glamorous woman played the part of a sleeping beauty.
Visitors were invited to try and awaken the girls with a kiss – the catch being that they had to sign a contract beforehand promising to marry her if their kiss awoke her from her slumber
Well, the sleeping beauty is now awake. Rather conveniently, the kiss that awoke her was not from a man, but a woman. I say conveniently, because . . .
And some of the ‘works’ created by modern artists are, I’m convinced, just them having a laugh – taking the piss out of the ‘posers’ who claim to be ‘experts’
Take, for instance, a new exhibition at London’s Hayward Gallery of ‘invisible’ art.
Punters (suckers) will be charged £8 a time to look at . . .
It is all the work of our very own ‘ratty’
Not many folk know about this artistic side of the rather strange, but likable, Cornishman living in Algeria. For those who haven’t seen his ‘etchings’, his work generally explores the relationship between gender politics and recycling culture.
With influences as diverse as . . .