12/21/2004: Bread sculpture

The IotD never misses an opportunity to highlight art made of food. From the full story:

The work, simply called Bed, was made from 8,000 slices from which the sculptor, Antony Gormley, carefully ate away his own imprint. The result is the size of a normal double bed, with two hollow human shapes.

If anyone other than the Emperor had worn the Emperor's new clothes no one would have deluded themselves.

But, I'll say this for the guy - the haircut/glasses/black shirt and intellectually assertive pose really work together to create a certain [insert French word frequently uttered at cocktail parties here] which does have the effect of making me want to stroke my goatee and quietly nod as opposed to thinking that if he filled one impression with Skippy and the other with Smuckers that it would make a nice centerpeice at Wonderbread's annual shareholder's meeting.

Looks like some of the bread is already getting pretty moldy. This pile of crap is going to smell pretty bad soon.

Oh, and (obligatory high-thinking, hoity-toity aesthetic comment in English)!

Beestie wrote:

If anyone other than the Emperor had worn the Emperor's new clothes no one would have deluded themselves.

But, I'll say this for the guy - the haircut/glasses/black shirt and intellectually assertive pose really work together to create a certain [insert French word frequently uttered at cocktail parties here] which does have the effect of making me want to stroke my goatee and quietly nod

That would be a certain {Dr. Evil}I don't know what.{/Dr. Evil}

what, no atkin's jokes?

sniglet wrote:

That would be a certain {Dr. Evil}I don't know what.{/Dr. Evil}

That would be the pinkie upstended (I just made that word up) to the bottom corner of my upper lip with one eyebrow raised and the other scrunched. Which I have been known to do from time to time...

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LabRat wrote:

what, no atkin's jokes?

Ok, Ok. A fat guy walks into an art gallery...[Lumberjim, help me out here...]

This is Mr Gormley's contribution to the North East of England where I live.

It is sited right next to the motorway and is known locally as the Gateshead flasher though I cannot think why :confused:

http://www.gateshead.gov.uk/angel/pics2.htm

I suppose in the right light it looks like a gent holding his trench coat open to reveal his shortcomings.

Public art projects like that typically annoy me.

I didn't realize the Brits had that problem too.

(the last such thing I actually thought was cool was Picasso's monkey in Chicago, but then, hey, it's Picasso)

One great thing about this "work of Art" (heehee), You would never get kicked out of bed for eating crackers............ :blush:

Beestie wrote:

Ok, Ok. A fat guy walks into an art gallery...[Lumberjim, help me out here...]

are you calling me fat?! ;)

uhm.....not only did he eat his wife out in bed, he ate himself out?

This guy has nothing on Janine Antoni: http://www.artnet.com/magazine/news/artnetnews/artnetnews11-14-8.asp
http://www.risd.edu/about_profiles.cfm?type=alumni&profile=alumni_profile_2.cfm

Also, I am sure I've eaten enough bread to qualify as a bread sculpture myself.

Undertoad wrote:

The IotD never misses an opportunity to highlight art made of food. From the full story:

The work, simply called Bed, was made from 8,000 slices from which the sculptor, Antony Gormley, carefully ate away his own imprint. The result is the size of a normal double bed, with two hollow human shapes.

He looks like he could get work with Dieter at Sprockets.

lumberjim wrote:

uhm.....not only did he eat his wife out in bed, he ate himself out?

:thumb:

It probably cost him a lot of dough to make.

Art? Gormley eats it. :)

footfootfoot wrote:

This guy has nothing on Janine Antoni: http://www.artnet.com/magazine/news/artnetnews/artnetnews11-14-8.asp

I suppose that what makes that qualify as art is that she didn't eat the whole block of chocolate.

The title says "gnawed", which does imply that it was not actually eaten.

I wonder if there is a second installation called "spat".

I didn't read through her stuff enough to see if there were any photographs of the artist, but if she's typical of the art-y set, she's anorexic, so even if she did actually eat the chocolate, I expected she puked it up later.

And that chocolate lump has a $22,000 price on it. That better be the GOOD chocolate and not a remelted chunk of miscellaneous Hershey's.

I want to see an art exhibit done with soup. Not the soup cans, but the soup itself. Call it "Hearty".

wolf wrote:

I didn't read through her stuff enough to see if there were any photographs of the artist, but if she's typical of the art-y set, she's anorexic, so even if she did actually eat the chocolate, I expected she puked it up later.

Here she is...

the chocolate lump might be cool if it actually looked like something... an animal or flower, or ass (where it all ends up eventually anyway :biggrin: )

LabRat wrote:

the chocolate lump might be cool if it actually looked like something... an animal or flower, or ass (where it all ends up eventually anyway :biggrin: )

http://www.artcritical.com/DavidCohen/SUN17.htm

[font=Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif][size=3]Ms. Antoni's classic piece in this genre, "Gnaw" (1992), entailed performances in which she would chew away a gargantuan block of chocolate to reveal a (pre-prepared) statue of herself or, in corresponding fashion, model herself out of soap. Her aesthetic has always entailed an element of the endurance test. To witness, or know about, the physical suffering or tedium to which the maker has subjected herself became integral to the appreciation of the work.[/size][/font]

[font=Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif][size=3]The problem is that if you just chance upon the humdrum academic statue of a young woman in brown material without knowing (a) that it's chocolate and (b) that a suffering, post-feminist, shaman chocoholic body artist ruined her teeth to sculpt it for you, you may think it's just an academic statue.[/size][/font]

Boring! He should have used caviar. Or Velveeta. Now that would have been Art.

Another sign of the impending, unavoidable Apocalypse: Someone just used 'Velveeta' and 'Art' in proximity. Wake up, America!

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Wake up and what, party? If it's unavoidable, i.e. you can't prevent it, then why worry about it? Go with the flow.:lol:

hmmm. youve all gone from some guy eating too much bed to the apocalypse. im tired, im going back to bread

Of course Velveeta is Art. It is a radical statement about the commodification of food, made to resemble actual food. Che could have told you that.