I love you dearly, Miller, but this makes no sense. The OP says “James Franco has spent his goodwill”, and the OP doesn’t need to justify his rage. The definition of “spending goodwill” varies from person to person and I can see how someone’d be pissed off that someone they liked was involved in this stupid shit.
And now we are all enjoying the joke. What, this stuff is only good when it’s insider stuff?
I’m all set to write my imaginary letter of indignation to Franco and his crew. Imagine big bold fonts. In red. Written backwards. In Samoan.
It’ll be worth a mint.
Not only is this not a joke, it’s not even original
Depends if he was self-loathing or not.
It’s still a joke – the operative part of my statement was “should have died on the vine.”
Huh? I was saying I wasn’t honestly faulting Franco.
Meh, that’s a bigger can than I feel like getting into, but I feel like the art world is increasingly dominated by people who know how to market better than they know how to create. Obviously that’s a complaint that’s been around, well, probably since Thogg ochred his first water buffalo, but this just seems like, well, a pure expression of it.
Reading an article on the person who paid for it, I’m pretty sure she did so because she knew somebody would write an article about it. She’s a social marketer by trade.
Are they really fighting this? I know that those criticisms are common, but do the creators really care enough to fight this?
I was expecting to find out that Franco was be supporting some kind of silly woo stuff. But the problem is that he’s supporting some silly art concept that the OP isn’t even all that bothered about? Yeah. Fail.
Why not?
A kindergarten teacher?
My Museum of Me pieces must be worth a fortune.
If there’s anybody left on Facebook who hasn’t done that yet, you need to immediately.
Not even clever for an undergrad art major, who’d be informed that his edgy concept was done…50, 60 years ago by Yves Klein, who gets credibility points on top of originality by virtue of the fact that he required payment for his imaginary art to be made in the form of gold dust, which he then dumped into the Seine.
They just don’t make them like that any more.
It’s not stupid shit. It’s ART.
Jesus, it’s like the 20th century never existed.
Kids these days…
I worship Klein like a god. ![]()
ETA: Except the gold dust would be brass filings. Art is wonderful, but the rent comes due every month.