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- From: pv@gagme.chi.il.us (Paul Vader)
- Subject: Modern Art Epiphany
- Message-ID: <1993Jan22.164700.27237@gagme.chi.il.us>
- Summary: Yes, I am that guy you hate at museums
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- Organization: Inline Software Creations
- Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 16:47:00 GMT
-
- Chicago's Museum of Contemporary Art bought the property where there is
- currently a National Guard Armory. Before they tear down this old, dank
- building they decided to hold a huge exhibit in the classrooms, living
- quarters, gym, and parking lot; 18 installations in all (The few remaining
- guardsmen walking around in their fatigues looking bemused might count as
- a 19th).
-
- The work displayed is my favorite kind. You have to work extremely hard to
- figure out what the artist was trying to do with your mind. The initial shock
- of an alarming installation is often not the point*. A perfect example of
- this was the visitor's quarters.
-
- The armory has a small apartment for visitors. The furnishings are
- unbelievably grungy; Peeling lime green paint, Furniture best described as
- late 50's salvation army rejects, etc. The artists (a group called HaHa) had
- the apartment wired with a plastic explosive. The walls had long furrows cut
- all over them for the wires, and every 2 feet or so the strings of wire were
- interrupted with a large patch of what looked like dried mashed potatoes. It
- appeared very real to me, and from the reactions everyone had they must have
- believed it too. It was VERY quiet in there. Several people refused to even
- go in after reading the catalog. I wasn't one of them, and walked all
- through this scene of domestic terror for almost 15 minutes.
-
- And then I found it. On the side of a hallway wall one of the wires was
- cut. The ends stuck out about a half inch from the groove, and were stripped
- to the bare copper. There was enough slack so that you could easily push the
- ends together with a finger and make contact. I started laughing and stared at
- the wires for quite some time (no, I didn't make them touch), and left with a
- stupid smile on my face and getting a lot of strange looks. It made the whole
- trip (even the freezer full of breast milk "donations") worthwhile. PV
-
- * Though in some cases it is. One entire room had large pieces of paper with
- various observations by people trying to get AIDS treatment written on them
- stuck on every surface (among other things). I came out suitably enraged and
- am now looking for an AIDS organization to add to my yearly donations list.
- Any suggestions?
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- Paul Vader systems analyst, hell's cavenewt, rollerblader,
- pv@gagme.chi.il.us FOAF, smartass liberal democrat
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