Fuck Art, Let's Dan... Whoops!

I went to see Monet before he left town and I gotta say, I just think the guy needed some glasses. All his stuff was really blurry. I felt sorry for him.

Anyway, on the way out I noticed these two. Or is it three?

In a good humoured way and without radical ambiguity, the banal and impersonal bust is bestowed with a nice bit of temporal trickery.

The impression is they have reacted to an unlikely event: The sudden animation and destruction of one of their own.

Did he make a break for it? Did the sculptor make a slip, for which the other two will seek their stoney revenge?

The inanimate is vivified in a conceptual 'frozen moment'. The viewed become the viewers and ... ahhh, all the rest of the art guff that can be so easily tacked onto a good wheeze. (I was really going to go to town with a couple more paragraphs of bollocks, masquerading as windy art criticism - just for giggles - but that would be unfair to the piece.) I liked it and it brought a smile to my face.

But they missed a golden opportunity with the name of the piece. For some unknown reason, it was not called "Bust-ed".

Perhaps the artist had too much class. I dunno.