Three from bOING bOING…

… that may stretch our conception of art:

  • Art for Cockroaches:

    monochrom invites artists to design a gallery-space for cockroaches. Each design is exhibited for a month and then replaced. The audience — consisting of 40 individuals — are fed fresh fruit daily (preferably apples or bananas) and are cared for. You can come and visit the audience, every Thursday, when monochrom has its weekly meeting at Museumsquartier/Vienna. monochrom guarantees the well-being of visitors.

    “I think it’s about time to herald the era of a new awareness in the

    human-cockroach-relationship.” (Don Pollock)

  • jwz receives a gift of a painting

    …by an actor who was Johnny Weissmuller’s costar in the Tarzan movies in the 1930s and 1940s. The artist is now 71 years old and living in Palm Springs, Florida, enjoying his new career as a painter.

    His name is Cheeta, and he’s the world’s oldest living primate.

  • Judith Scott (born 1943), a fifty-five year old woman with Down’s Syndrome, has spent the past ten years producing a series of totally non-functional objects which, to us, appear to be works of sculpture…

    …except that the notion of sculpture is far beyond Judith’s understanding. As well as being mentally handicapped, Judith cannot hear or speak, and she has little concept of language. There is no way of asking her what she is doing, yet her compulsive involvement with the shaping of abstract forms in space seems to imply that at some level she knows. Judith possesses no concept of art, no understanding of its meaning or function. She does not know that she is an artist, nor does she understand that the objects she creates are perceived by others as works of art. Whatever she is doing she is definitely not concerned with the making of art. What then is she doing? Unmistakably she is working, and working hard. Her formidable concentration surpasses that of most professional artists. Is it possible that she is obsessionally involved in an activity that is without meaning? Does serious mental retardation invariably preclude the creation of true works of art? Is it plausible to imagine an artist of stature emerging in the context of massively impaired intellectual development?