Monty Buggershop-Hooty takes us on a whistle-stop tour of the home of British art. What ho!
Posts Tagged ‘art’
If you remember Hartbeat with Tony Hart, then prepare to cream in your pants.
An artist lists her many, many achievements and those envious accomplishments are kindly interpreted in a series of subtitles so that us mere mortals can understand the artistic hinterlands this creative doyen exists in.
A bunch of people tracing a line drawn by another person. Or what I like to call art. That’s A-R-T.
Interior, who-shot-who-with-the-what-now? Here it is, performance art. A young woman rubs some dirt and tinned spaghetti on her shirt, recites some nonsense, cuts a hole in the crotch of her tights, urinates on the floor, cleans it up with her shirt, and then leaves. Yes, wtf. WTF, indeed.
It’s a collision of the real and the virtual worlds, but before you get too spooked about living unaware inside the matrix, this collision is an awesome piece of 3D-perspective street art by British artist Gavin Nolan. It looks like two street-racing cars crashing through a magistrate’s court (if only) to reveal a trippy rainbow [...]