Come with me on my magical urinal ride
To travel up far to an art gallery in the sky
And the first piece of art we come across
Is a room where the lights go on and off
Can someone tell me why?
Martin Creed made this installation to explore society’s expectations of art. He timed the lights so that the Viewer had time to look in the room before it went dark then light then dark again.
Come with me on my magical urinal ride
Lets see if there are other piece of art we can find
The second piece of art floats over Kansas
It’s a slash of a knife in a canvas
Can someone tell me why?
Lucio Fontana made this painting to explore limitlessness and space and the limitations of art and its perishable nature. He believes that art could not last forever and said “where man ends, infinity begins”.
The third piece of art on my magical urinal ride
Is actually the thing your standing on, so if you wouldn’t mind
lightning bolt
This is an artwork by Marcel Duchamp
The last piece of artwork on his little romp.
I’m falling through artworks
I find appalling
Like My bed
By Tracey Emin
I’m falling
I’m falling through artworks
I find appalling
Like Maman
By Louise Bourgeois
I’m falling
I will catch you my darling Claes Oldenburg’s toilet
Soft and unusable and magical like the urinal.
I’m falling no more
Through artworks I don’t find appalling anymore
Now I’m not falling.
So far we have flown
So far from our home
We’ve crossed the O zone
To somewhere unknown.
Now where do we go?
To the right a Rothko
To the left a Warhol
Of Marylyn Monroe
Ahead is a Nauman
Self Portrait, as a Fountain
Pacing upside down
That’s Some Tortured Clown
Behind is Noise
By Ed Ruscha
Honk! Oof! Scream!
Shh… Music
Where is this place? And What do I face?
Please Help me to navigate through this strange space.
Do you know where we are? In the dark I see stars
I would like to find out where we’ve got to so far, so far…
The head is swimming
I try not to think of death
It’s a physical Impossibility
In the Mind of Someone living
Gravity fails me
I’m a floating anomaly
Apart from this gallery
I’m alone in the galaxy
Where is this place? And What do I face?
Please Help me to navigate through this strange space
Do you know where we are? In the dark I see stars
I would like to find out where we’ve got to so far, so far
A great weight lifted from my shoulders
My mind finds turning over and over
It’s fine mind, time to forget what is over
It’s over, Forget!
Guzunder!
You let the hand of god strike him down and prod him off.
I heard him calling heard the
Thunder,
I saw him falling so I picked him up
I always pick up your pieces well I’ve
had enough.
You’ve got to take responsibility.
Every time you can’t
Rely on me
To get you out of Situations
Risking my reputation.
How dare you I tell you! :
You get him down or he’s going to suffer.
I tried to expand his world view
Is that such a bad thing to try to do?
I don’t think he even knew who he was talking to
He kept looking around like I was invisible
He’s only human
He doesn’t see a sculpture talking very often
He’s never known the culture of a
Sculpture
Or the culture of an artwork for that matter
Never seen an installation have a
Conversation
Never seen a painting speak a thousand words.
And now you want to take him to the
Art World? He’s not a man of this world
Take him out of this world! Take him out of this world! Take him out of this world!
Excuse me sir,
Invitation only I’m afraid
This is the Art World
Go away!
Go away, Go away, Go awa-a-ay, Go away!
Fat cats own the Art World
Fat cats have the cash
They drag in all the artwork
And swing out all the trash.
Go away, Go away, Go awa-a-ay, Go away!
Wait! Wait! Wait! What kind of artwork have you got for sale?
A painting by a dead, white, European male?
What are you asking for a Cezanne, Picasso or Klimt?
Scull whispers a price in Protagonist’s ear.
Ha! That’s so much money and I’m skint.
Fat cats earn the money
Fat cats get to choose
The artwork in the artworld
(Oo la la la la la la la la!)
Could I be excused?
Go away, Go away, Go awa-a-ay, Go away!
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