Yet another instance of how insanely fucking deep I am. That right there is three hot dogs, two buns and two slices of pineapple. The arrangement and the dissimilar amount of buns and dogs make it art. right?
I don't remember taking that picture but I assume I did it as a joke. The CEO of my college likes to pollute the hallways with 'art'. I've seen some of the craziest shit hanging on those walls, and truthfully a lot of it was awesome, but having been purchased by him just ruins it for me. Allow me to explain:
There are probably over 50 pieces of art scattered around the 2 floor building. There's a very high art-to-floorspace ratio. About one quarter of these works contain nudity. None of them are inherently pornographic, but it's still a bit unsettling to be on your way to lunch, only to turn the corner and see a foot-tall snatch at eye level.
A friend of mine once wore a Tool sweatshirt to class. The backside had an image of a wrench with two ratchets at the bottom, so it vaguely represented a dick. And believe me, it was vague. I sat behind him for 3 1/2 hours and never noticed.
But the CEO noticed. He told the kid not to wear it inside the building anymore. Apparently it's "distasteful". My friend argued back, "There's nudity on every wall of this building". The bullet-proof rebuttal? "Yes, but that's art"
So it kinda took some value out of art for me. Expression and art don't need to go hand in hand. I think true expression needs a certain level of spontaneity.
But like I said, some of the stuff I saw there was really cool so I'll post some pictures I took.
