Posted on 10/08/2024 7:39:42 AM PDT by BenLurkin
A Dutch museum had to pick artwork out of the bin after a member of staff thought that the display, which consisted of two empty beer cans, was leftover rubbish.
All The Good Times We Spent Together by French artist Alexandre Lavet shows two dented beer cans on the floor. They were exhibited inside the museum’s lift as if left behind by construction workers.
However, a closer look "reveals that these dented cans were meticulously hand-painted with acrylics", the LAM museum in Lisse said.
But a lift technician thought the art was simply the leftovers of lazy visitors and threw them in the bin.
Once a curator spotted that the artwork was missing, staff were tasked with searching for it, the museum said on its website.
Eventually it was discovered in a bin bag and "miraculously, both cans were found intact", it said.
The cans were cleaned and placed at the museum's entrance.
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I saw an exhibit once in the MOMA where a guy had pulled FedEx boxes out of the trash and tapped them together. They valued it at $12,000. I have also been in exhibits where it was nothing but white canvas. I always laugh out loud and make a smart-alec crack loud enough for others to hear.
There you go, kids. Next time mama tells you to clean your room, tell her it is art. But don’t be surprised when she adds the kitchen garbage to it and takes away your phone.
Artwork? I remember an art show in which a piece of I beam was sawed almost through, bent at a 45 degree angle, sand blasted, painted an orange color and put on display. The critics raved!
I was doing the same thing with I beam and angle iron at a steel fabrication shop a few miles away for electrical transmission towers. No one called what I did “art” as it was for industrial use.
An art teacher told me of a man who bought up a number of snow shovels. He then put his signature on each one with a Magic Marker and sold them as “art”.
Was it BILLY BEEER?
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I am reminded of an art show in Tulsa Library fifty two years ago. The artist did some great portraits of individuals.
Then I heard the most damning statement from a local university art teacher..
“OH MY GOD! HE USED (GASP) BLACK!”
Took my young daughters to the Guggenheim in NYC some years ago, and we came across an Agnes Martin exhibit while there. Her work is considered "minimalist" and "abstract expressionist."
The entire exhibit was comprised of lines and grids on canvas. Sometimes the lines are colored. My tween daughters' attitude was "that's it?!?"
"Agnes Martin" has since become a synonym and inside joke in our house for something ridiculously simple, or lacking weight or substance, when something more is expected or needed.
I do thank Agnes Martin for giving me that particular bond with my children. The power of art???!
>>>Call me crazy...
But when “art” is “disguised” as trash. And is easily mistaken for trash. And then thrown away by janitors.
You’re doing it wrong.<<<
Exactly.
Dang kids! Get your beer cans off my lawn!
Yep, not nearly as beautiful as duct taping a banana on the wall.
If you can not literally tell the difference between the “art” and trash, it is trash.
Ah, but the art isn’t what’s on the wall. The art is convincing some poor schmuck to pay big money for it.
At the end of the underwater welding class we were told we could use up our bottom time welding anything we wanted. There was a lot of metal debris down there, including steel cans, so I welded them all together and took my creation up with me. They weren’t as impressed as I was because they thought I was trying to create art. I was just cleaning up my work area.
“You’re doing it wrong.”
I was all set to just agree with you, u.p., when I was struck by another thought:
For the artist’s depiction of “trash” to truly be High-Brow High Art; the ultimate example of his/her/thems/its depth of societal insight and mastery of artistic techniques, it must necessarily end up in the bin! Only then has the artist’s extraordinary vision been realized!
So, yeah. It is stupid and it is in the trash where it belongs.
Mark Rothko trash. His "art" infuriated me. Even Craig Ferguson was outraged by it and mocked it on his late night show.
Rothko eventually committed suicide. Perhaps it was from shame.
What you see above is not half-finished drywall repair, it is Mark Rothko's 1956 composition, the brilliantly-named "Orange, Red, Yellow." It sold at auction in 2012 for $86.9 million USD.
This is where I mention that abstract art was monetized by the CIA as a Cold War tool to convince the Russians that Americans were so intellectual, so progressive, and so cosmopolitan that there simply was no chance they could be vanquished by a bunch of Russian peasants.
But one of the lasting consequences of that clandestine operation is that abstract "art" remains monetized. Because what the paining above is actually a textbook example of is a kindergarten student's fingerpainting.
So bravo, Allen Dulles! Nicely done!
Oh, the irony! If ever there was a work of modern art that a conservative should appreciate!
That can of tomato soup was painted by an artist who excelled at creating religious icons as a way of celebrating the miracles God worked through human ingenuity given free will and free markets. Andy Warhol grew up very sickly to a single mom who fed him soup very frequently; Commercially prepared soup was considered rather high-brow at the time, and a huge improvement over “ketchup water” made from scratch. With industrialization, Campbells became marketed as highly affordable. He was thus very thankful for e many varieties of soup and the quality control that allowed each variety to taste very distinct from other varieties and yet always the same as other cans of the same variety.
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