On a recent outing to the Museum of Modern Art, I remarked to David that I could paint half the pieces in the building. (He told me to stop being so cynical, but honestly, how hard is it to paint a giant canvas one color? Or to pour glue over the pile of junk on your desk and call it "art"?)
It turns out maybe we should let Michael do the painting.
Recently, a Melbourne art gallery unknowingly planned to display the artwork of a two-year old. They were a bit embarrassed when they found out the artist was still in diapers, but have decided to go ahead with the exhibition as planned, charging between $350 and $2000 for the paintings.
Ha! I am amused to no end. It's like they've accidentally confessed that modern art makes no sense at all. The Emperor is indeed naked. Now I can stop being confused when I don't "get" a wall-sized piece of white canvas, and just laugh at the poor saps who spend money on this sort of thing.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go buy some paint for my two-year old.
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hahaha! Nuala loves to color, I should set her up and let her start supporting the fam. At least pay back some of the big-time dough we spent on them, anyway! ;)
I love it! I always go to the modern art section of museums because I feel like I should- you know, that's what educated people do. And then I spend the whole time nodding and pointing, trying to pretend like I "get it", but I never do.
I just discovered your blog through Free Range Kids, and I already LOVE you. I'll be reading your blog instead of watching my kids at the park. My 3yo just painted a picture that would be mistaken for modern art.
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