This post is about art, despite its appearance of a pornographic rant.
One year ago, the Museum of Contemporary Art (MCA) in Chicago displayed the glorious work of Jeff Koons. Now, if you are not familiar with this particular artist, I will try to explain his work the best I can: FLIPPING FANTASTIC. Not only are his photorealistic pieces beyond unfathomable, but his attitude radiates from everything he creates. His "sass," as I refer to it, gives me giggles (Michael Jackson and Bubbles, anyone?). His paintings are not only complex, but so "mish-moshed" that it takes at least a full minute to figure out what the hell is actually in front of you. And his titles? Do not even get me started on those. Absurd. really.
Anyway, after I viewed his paintings in the first room (and being thoroughly impressed, might I add) I migrated to the next. Little did I know I would get a face-full of cleanly waxed vagina (and anal regions) and penis, penis, penis. This stuff was triple X! He actually had a piece depicting his own personal man-parts inserting into the model's vagina! (Thankfully he knew her. It was his ex-wife.) Now, I discuss this on a number of different levels: 1. How the hell does he get away with this? 2. Why am I so fascinated? and 3. How the hell does he get away with this?! Where is this fine line between tasteful artistic nudes and flat-out HARD CORE PORN? Is there a line? I'm really not sure.
Now, I am not saying that these pieces changed my mind about Jeffery, here. I still get the same sense of inferiority when I stand 2 feet away from his canvas, but I just want to know why he needed that "HOLY FUCK" factor (pardon my French) when he already achieved it with his paintings.
You must see for yourself.