Wednesday, December 01, 2004
i'm so bluuuuue...
The show consisted of what looked like nothing. The gallery had been emptied, the bare walls painted white, the windows, blue. Klein, through a friend, managed to hire Republican Guards, otherwise preoccupied with protecting the president and cabinet ministers of France, to watch over the place. A mob arrived; the local police and firemen had to be called in to disperse crowds spilling onto the surrounding streets. Special blue cocktails were served: a mixture of gin, Cointreau and methylene blue prepared for Klein by La Coupole, the famous brasserie. As Klein intended, the cocktails caused the urine of drinkers to turn blue for about a week, roughly the planned run of the show.
# posted by Sweatpants Money : 12/01/2004 08:11:00 PM
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This is how I feel about installation art. It is only for pretentious rich folk or high-school guys trying to impress a smart girl. These are the only people have the free time and disposable income to waste time looking at nothing. I realized this when I heard of Cosimo Cavallaro and his 'Bed of Ham' installation piece. It's a waste of money and only dumb rich people who have the free time to walk around sipping champagne with furrowed brows will go and see it, and they won't understand it until Mr. Hambed tells them what it means. It represents America BTW.
I sound like such a dink in that last post. After thinking about it for a day, I guess I just have a problem classifying a fleeting experience as art. If it was so, then everytime I have painful gas it would be art?
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