[Ditter]

This is nothing. When I was a student at Glassel Art School in Houston. A guy took all the tools out of an old shed, painted them red, reconstructed the shed inside Glassel and then put the tools back in the same place he found them in the reconstructed shed. It was called art!

I think this and a few more totally ridiculous displays is what made me say good bye to Glassel.

I'll tell you another one! A girl picked up some dead tree branches, propped them up in a gallery and hung rubber chickens from them. That's Art ya’ll! I think this is why I quit Glassel! I'll bet both of those folks are waiting tables now.

[left that other site]

I left Mass College of Art for much the same reason.

[reformedliberal]

Blame the instructors. I was an art student at UW-M (Milwaukee) in the late 60’s. That sort of stuff was enthused over and encouraged. The very worst crit you could get from an art teacher/professor was “It’ll sell.”

Today, I hear, “Well, you actually made a living at it!” (depends on what you call ‘a living’), from some of those very same students, most whom didn’t continue in art, but didn’t end up destitute, either.

I remember when they re-named Commercial Art something like Advertising Design. People would get agitated if you said you did ‘commercial art.’ ‘Commercial’ became a dirty word.