Thursday, January 25, 2018

In Advance of the Broken Soul; or, The Fountain Head

It is not, IMHO, possible to improve on Marcel Duchamp's "Fountain" (or any of Duchamp's other works), but offering a solid gold toilet to Donald Trump to use in the residence of the White House (yes, he asked for a Van Gogh for his private pleasure, not for public viewing.  It's good to be King, amirite?) is so good it's almost Dada redux.

Especially when you add what the artist said about why the work of art was offered to the Trumps:

“What’s the point of our life? Everything seems absurd until we die and then it makes sense.”

The only surprise to me was that Trump didn't take it.  I mean, given his affection for gold leaf and decorating rooms with bling, it must have been hard for him to turn down "an experience of unprecedented intimacy with a work of art."  He wasn't going to get that with a Van Gogh!

More likely he already has one at Mar-a-Lago.  But if somebody would ever tweet a link to the Guggenheim's catalog entry for this art installation, he might realize the opportunity it provided to reinforce his relationship to his base:

Cattelan’s toilet offers a wink to the excesses of the art market but also evokes the American dream of opportunity for all—its utility ultimately reminding us of the inescapable physical realities of our shared humanity.

Yeah; art making America great again, bitchez!

1 comment:

  1. American institutions aren't even making believe they have any respect for Trump, apart from NPR and FOX. Though I doubt they'd lend Lincoln a Van Gogh. Why not ask for the Statue of Liberty?

    I decided to learn how to read Dutch to test whether or not I'm losing it, that "g" sound is though. I've also found that reading Dutch really messes up your English spelling, even more than English spelling's messed up already.