Taking a break from the insanity of barreling towards graduation to post this important interlude…. I don’t get modern art.
It may be funny.
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Or disturbing (although the title of this one is something else.)
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But I just don’t understand it. I don’t want to get into some argument about what makes art “art” right now (a topic for another day perhaps?), but I had to bring it up because I stumbled across this work the other day, which just keeps popping to mind.
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The website calls it an “interior earth sculpture.” (I’m trying to understand where the “sculpture” part comes in.) It is a 3,600 sq. ft. room filled with 250 cubic yards of earth. In other words, a room of dirt. According to this article, sometimes mushrooms grow in it, it is regularly watered, and the caretaker has to watch for mold. People also get to walk in it from time to time (mud pies anyone?)
I don’t know what the artist was trying to say with this work – like I said, I don’t get modern art. But for me, I picture science fairs, thanks to this skit…
That skit was hilarious! Almost as hilarious as the exhibit itself. I think THAT’S the real purpose of modern art: the amusement of those who actually realize that the emperor has no clothes.
I do like the foxes, though.