i can no longer tell if my outrage is shrill or justified. welcome to the new, greatest depression where, for $10/hr, you can take prescription sleep aids you don’t need to sleep in front of hundreds of strangers — preferably for the entirety of a full day of exhibitions at the new museum. it sounds a little too, “they shoot horses, don’t they?” for my taste.
and of course, i’m not a visual art person, at least not a static visual art person – and i’ll admit i still don’t get pieces like “green horses” by bruce nauman, which in my unskilled, unschooled way i see as similar in statement – the artist on loop, etc, etc. except these women – and why exactly do they have to be women? and between the ages of legal and still attractive? – are not the artist. and they can make more working at any fast food restaurant in the city. without taking sedatives.
i’m open to the other side of this argument – i’m just not seeing it. feel free to comment or email a blandwich.