Culture on the Cheap
Photoshop Fun For Friday
Ever since I learned about Paul McCarthy’s roaming turd I have been thinking. Why do I avoid McCarren Park? Is it because Karl Fischer has surrounded it with his abjectecture? Possibly. Is it because I see more and more contendees for the Hipster Olympics there? Probably. Or is the lack of public art?!?
These pups are awfully cute, but hardly satisfying.
The same goes for this bunny. Cute, but insufficient.
What I want to see is an artwork as big as Karl Fischer’s balls (or FAR). Something that reflects the character of the “New Williamsburg”. Simply put, something people from all four corners of the earth will come to gaze upon and say:
Yes, I have been to Williamsburg.
In other words, something like this.
Meet the McCarren Park butt plug.