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September 01, 2003
Brilliance.
If I were an asshole black turtleneck conceptual artist, you know what I'd do?
I'd rent a buffet table, china plates, fine silverware, and a row of chafing dishes and serving trays.
Then, when it came time for the show, I would rip up a few dozen copies of holy books from every religion that has them, and dump them in the trays.
Maybe a colorful, illustrated selection from the Mahabharata for a light appetizer, followed by an alphabet soup of Torah passages seasoned with the Egyptian Book of the Dead and the Epic of Gilgamesh... For an entree, Genesis, or perhaps Psalms. Something weighty, in a cream sauce with palm fronds and communion wafers, maybe with Koran salad. And a few Buddhist koans for dessert, served with crystals and lotus blossoms.
See, it's perfect. It references a touchy and controversial topic without ever actually saying anything one way or the other, so people can read anything they want into it. And if anyone asks me what it means, I can just say, "Oh, I know what it means to ME. What does it mean to YOU?"
Maybe I should go back to art school. Bet I could get a grant for this retarded shit.
Posted by Spike at September 1, 2003 02:30 AM
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