That’s an interesting one. I spent a significant chunk of my life with a girl who moved in the high art circles of Brussels, which caused me to be most thoroughly if unwillingly schooled in the ways of conceptualized art. She used to dismiss my photography as “almost postcard quality.”
I was unaware that postmodernism’s counter-movement had a landmark work like this, but I can very much relate, as I fought tooth and nail against the idea that physical execution is trivial. In the end it’s hard to argue against the impact of Marcel Duchamp’s fountain, but that lies mostly (you could even say entirely) in its acceptance. Those grand works executed by an unpaid intern after our genius jotted the idea down on a cocktail napkin, always left a bad taste in my mouth.
Just to be clear, what we’re looking at above is an attempt at painting a bush(?) by an amateur whose free-minded use of color has since resulted in some rather enjoyable works. I’ll post a picture when I can.
@jdcavo that site gave me the giggles something fierce I now have a reason to travel to Massachusetts.