Carrot art article

Yes, I know I have been neglecting my blog duties. Sorry and all. But now everything’s alright. Forever.

Anyway, on to the rambling. Today I went with girlfriend (for quite a while now undeniably and properly a girlfriend) to see her brother’s art exhibition at the Modern Museum in Stockholm. Well actually it was outside the Modern Museum. And on the ground. Yes, this was the cutting edge of one of my all-time favourite things: guerilla art.

The piece itself was called “Minimorötter på tre höjda sushibrädor” or “Baby carrots on 3 raised sushi boards”. It consisted of many inflated things arranged in a nice way, using a big mirror that was already in place. The artist had no permission whatsoever and, when he was nabbed by security at the museum, managed to talk them into leaving the piece in situ for 3 hours.

Now this wonderful inflatable thing, all entirely home-made, was a huge step removed from the stuffy, clean-scrubbed, polo-neck wearing Andy Warhol exhibition in the main building. I was tempted to slap everybody emerging from the not-terribly-controversial-any-more work of the late Mr. Warhol and point them in the direction of something with a little more balls and edge and inflatable vegetables.

So a big hurrah for guerilla artist of the month, Caspar Forsberg. We’ll be hearing from him. And I don’t mean a postcard.

/ paddy