School's out

Sauntered into MS the other day with a terrible hangover and a hanger on who insisted on touching everything. Including the Stephen Cohens. Anyway, it was one of those rare occasions that I found myself rather taken aback by an artwork, having turned the corner to walk straight into a huge axed brain, spewing brainy angsty nervy things out everywhere, held together by masking tape, served on a dish or nest of mannequin arms, complete with nihilistic banners. WTF! I was completely overjoyed, although I doubt that that was the intention of the work. There was something charming about the very high school feel of the whole thing, which was just so…..crass. I wish I’d been brave enough to make that thing in school; would have driven my teachers crazy….