Read that some drunks broke into a museum and one put a hole in a Monet yesterday. Monet has always been one of my favorites…so to cheer me up. A news item ripped from the headlines…and on the lighter side…
“Hundreds pose nude for artist’s latest work”
“Obviously, it’s about the party, about having excess in leisure and about having escapism and fantasy,” Tunick said of the tropical party scene known for its lavish bashes and exotic night life. The photo will be displayed in the hotel’s contemporary art collection."
And believe it or not such work is not limited to South Florida - the same artist Spencer Tunick “draped 80 women in dark liquid chocolate and 77 men in white liquid chocolate” in Belgium and “hopes to experiment with condiments and golf balls in future shoots.”
Pickles? Ketchup? Relish?
Mustard?
It baffles the mind and conjures images better left sleeping in the dark recesses of the mind.
Now back to your regularly scheduled program.
pastorkeith
I’d like to give the world a hug
And tell it jokes and stuff,
Then pull its pants down to its knees
And chase it through the rough.
Then tie it up with bonds and straps
And check its’ purse for change,
And leave it out a MooseGrin Hall
With our cousin who’s deranged.
Ummmmm. No.
Icecubes definitely.
Small hills of buried trash definitely.
Mountains no.
Snow once in a hundred years and it doesn’t stick, reportedly.
Frost rarely.
Neighborhoods that could disappear due to melted glaciers from global warming in the next century, possibly.
Actual Glaciers, no.
This time the photographer/artist used tan bodies with pink and green inflatible floats near a famous hotel.
Ah, National Lampoon – the early years. I’ve been carrying that song around in my head for 30 years or more. It’s so refreshing to know that I didn’t hallucinate it.
