10.10.04 | Yeah, But Is It "Art"? (The Saturyne "Investigates")
Hello gorgeous, i'm back!
Didja miss me?
(insert "lie" here)
Thank yer! Thank yer! I missed you too! More than my first wife, who i incidentally haven't married yet, to the best of my knowledge...
Well anyway, i've been reading about the Tate Modern gallery, down in London, which by all accounts, is a bloody fabulous place, capable of HUUUGE and amazing exhibits:
Marsayas by Anish Kapoor (Click the "HUUUGE" link above for a true sense of scale
And also, erm, the truly bizarre and mundane. Read THIS before reading any further...
Oi! i said read the link! Stop yer headlong rush to the end of this post right NOW! Or else...
*sigh* They threw away his exhibit, thinking it was merely rubbish. Tchah!
Well it seems that some folks just have the right connections...
After all, for years and years, i have been displaying similar art, wryly titled "Bulging Black Bin Liner (And Wheelie Bin)" freely for all my neighbours to appreciate and admire. In fact it's become something of a community project, with several others in my street displaying such varied titles as "Seven Days of Plate Scrapings"; "Rancid Nappy Monster Retch Alert"; and "Porn Mags That The Wife Discovered Behind The Wardrobe" (A favourite with the young men around here, that one).
The project has taken on an aura of sadness and defiance though, as it seems, before we receive the recognition and riches that we deserve, every monday, men from the council come and take our sculptures away, claiming that "It's just rubbish" and fit only for the tip... i fear that "The Tip" is not some new avant-garde gallery, as some of my more hopeful neighbours have desired, but a... real waste disposal site! The horror! There must be millions of pounds worth of art there by now...
If anyone feels sympathy for our plight in the face of such mirthless vandalism, please leave your comment below in the "petition" space provided, and hopefully i shall hand it in to the town council at the earliest possible opportunity, demanding at the least, either the repatriation of our artworks, or equivalent monetary costs. (Hopefully the latter, because then i can buy some nice compact discs and DVD's in time for Christmas.
I remain yer most humble and brilliant servant,