Welcome to the thirdliest episode of Jesse McGrath is Smarter than Art
(Various alternate titles included: Jesse McGrath gets Art pregnant, Art aint shit, Jesse McGrath rocks the dicks at Art shit, Jesse McGrath’s Art Cart, and JMac and the urban Art throw down)
Uh oh bitches, GUESS WHO’S BACK. After months of meditation and deep thinking I have come back stronger than ever with more shit about, ya know, art and shit. With the return of the school year comes the return of, you guessed it, San Francisco State and their questionable decisions regarding campus art. Today’s special: Weird Asian head thing.
Title: Untitled (Otherwise known as: Asian cube monster)
At First Glance: Finally, some proof that severed Chinese heads squashed between a bunch of cubes is not always a recipe for success.
Where is it: Tucked away in a little Zen area by the creative arts building.
What is it: Good question. Looks to be a giant melting Buddha paper weight, but I could be wrong. Probs not though. Its probs a giant Buddha themed paper weight. Also, cubes. There’s no other reason this would happen.
Review: Here’s the thing. I started writing this review weeks ago with the mind set of bashing this thing to pieces like I did in the last two episodes. I mean, look at it. What IS it? But I tucked it a way for a while and I have finally realized: I think I like this stupid ugly thing. I’ve gone soft. Now, don’t get me wrong, it is very stupid. And it makes pretty much no sense at all. I would very much like to ask the artist what it is supposed to mean and then, before he could utter a single word, strike him down with the back of my hand. But that is the beauty with this; it doesn’t have to make any sense. A lot of times art tries so hard to be everything metaphorically while being nothing physically. Case in point, Butthole rock. But this silly little thing seems to be the exact opposite. It’s like how children make art:
“That’s a pretty sculpture Tommy, what is it?”
“Melting face and cubes.”
“Uh-hu and what does it mean?”
“Melting face and cubes.”
And ya know, that’s ok with me. Because if you are going to force me to look at 100 pieces of horse shit art on my walk from the humanities building to the bus stop then at least give me something like old melty face here. It says: “It’s ok to be hideous and worthless, as long as you’re funny to look at.”
Why I am smarter than it: I shouldn’t even have to answer that. Look at that squishy face. There’s no brains in there, just some cubes and a squishy face. I’m def smarter than that.