This turned out to be something of a hoax, but the strange case of Ms. Aliza Shvarts shows how modern art is in a race to the bottom.
If I was her father, I would ask Yale for a refund.
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Perhaps it's just a case of thinking outside the box?
Speaking of college, Anthony, have you ever checked out http://www.themorningsidepost.com/?
You might find it interesting. RAG turned us on to it awhile back over at RT.
A great many morons apparently attend Ivy League grad schools. (*GRIN*)
BILL
>Speaking of college, Anthony, have you ever checked out
Never have.
Personally, I think that most art of whatever era is crap. The thing is that the really bad stuff gets forgotten and all you remember is the good stuff. Bad paintings get painted over, bad statues tossed out and used for concrete.
For all we know, one of Ms. Shvarts ancestors was peddling grotesque statutes of Zeus in blood and feces in Classical Athens. That stuff was thrown out and forgotten, the good stuff was saved.
People like to talk about "Golden Ages" -- the Golden Age of Hollywood, the Great American Songbook, and the like. But go back to Hollywood's Golden Age and you will find lots of movies that were clunkers, maybe even some that at the time were hits. I love the Great American Songbook, but in the late 1940s, Frank Sinatra was recording silly songs that are best forgotten. In the same era, Sinatra danced and sang in "On the Town" but he also starred in "The Kissing Bandit".
Ignore her is the best policy, and this is my last post anywhere regarding this incident.
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