Not Art

Last October, when I was in Chicago, Kim and I1 went to the Museum of Contemporary Art.

Something struck me as interesting. While there were some amazing piece of work there, there were also lots of things that were not art2. In fact, most of this “not art” I would call crap.

Some artist has an idea, trips out on drugs, and throws some paint on a wall. Voila! Modern Art!

No.

Perhaps that’s my biggest issue with modern art: anything can be called modern art.

What got me thinking about this again was this photo in FILE magazine:

Photo ©2009 <a href="http://laurahartley.redbubble.com/">Laura Hartley</a> (link is NSFW)
Photo ©2009 Laura Hartley (link is NSFW)

Friends, this is not art; modern or otherwise. This is a blurry picture. And like almost all blurry pictures, it belongs in the trash (literal or figurative).

Or perhaps I just “don’t get” modern art.


  1. Ben didn’t want to go 

  2. granted, this is a pretty subjective opinion 

My Kind of Town, Chicago Is

Chicago1 was awesome. I drove out with my Uncle Kit on Thursday and we got in Friday night. The was pretty much uneventful, lots and lots of flat land. We did stop by the Mississippi and take a picture!

We spent most of Saturday working on building a bookshelf, with a side trip to buy a $102 extension cord. The extension cord was actually only $7, the pet rabbit and cage was $95.

We went into Chicago proper on Sunday. I saw The Bean (aka Cloud Gate) and we stopped at Wired’s NextFest. Giordano’s World Famous Stuffed Pizza for lunch. We made a quick stop at the Museum of Contemporary Art before heading back.

On Monday, I rode the L the airport (took about two hours :-/). Not entirely sure where I’m going, I walked over to a United Departure screen and looked to see what gate my flight was departing from: Gate B17.

I go to the ticket kiosk and get my ticket, which says gate C25. So, thinking that the gate was updated, I went to gate C25. I get there and the gates been changed, predictably. So I check the monitor again: Gate B17. So I walk over towards gate B17. I get to about Gate B10 when I realize that I’m an idiot! I’m not flying to Seattle, which is what Gate B17 was for, I’m flying to Denver! So I go back to the monitor and the flight to Denver is at Gate B22; disaster averted.

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1 When I say Chicago, I actually mean Chicago and Evanston

The Windy City

Fall break is in a few days I’m taking off to visit Chicago. Well, actually Evanston, “an affluent suburban Chicago municipality on Lake Michigan on the North Shore in Cook County, Illinois directly north of the City of Chicago.”

My good friend, and fellow Miner, Ben and his girlfriend, Kim, have taken up residence there as Ben earns his Ph.D at Northwestern University.

What does this mean for you? Absolutely nothing.

For me, though, it will be a welcome reprieve from the life of a college student in a town where the stops lights change to flashing yellow at 9pm (no joke).

Any suggestions on what to see or do while I’m in the Windy City?