To Be Rich and/or Famous

Or at least, recognized. Sometimes I wonder what criteria it takes to do something like this. The Image of the Day site had a picture of an “artist” whose “art” was to put more than 300 pounds of sliced ham on a bed.

No, I don’t get it either.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t think I could exploit something like this. Maybe if I had a name like “Cosimo Bailward” I could get space in some fancy New York art gallery to display odd stuff. Maybe a row of full and empty litter boxes, I could call that a commentary on world affairs. Or a gutted stuffed animal (8 feet tall) which is filled with pickles, and I could say that it’s…. well, whatever I want it to say, I’m sure I could make stuff up as well as these wackos.