The exhibit was pretty much exactly what I expected; devoid of life, oppressively bright lighting, and outrageously high prices for some mediocre-looking “art”. Seriously, the sculptures looked like they were made by seventh graders. And they were all upwards of a thousand dollars a piece. God, why. The worst crime there was definitely the doll head on the deer. My only thought upon viewing it was just, “okay, STOP”. I had to walk away when I saw the $3000 pricetag. Those curators did right by shoving it in the back corner, but I just Have to know who let that thing in there in the first place. Speaking of disappointments, there was this one painting that was a simple outline of a woman’s torso, but with baseballs for boobs. You know what it was called?? “Diamond Queen”. I was absolutely Distraught at the missed golden opportunity to title it “Second Base”. Very Tragic.
Despite my complaints, there were a few (very few) pieces that I actually liked. The bull head on the Virgin of Guadalupe made me laugh. And there was a painting of a calla lily and red rose together (I think it was called “Purity vs. Passion”) that was very pleasing to look at. There was one that I kind of wanted to buy for myself, it was a geometric pattern that was colored in aggressively vibrant rainbow. But guess who doesn’t have $5000 to throw around?? Me.
