[MonaMars]

"I am an artist and I am sick of so called art that consists of rubber chickens hanging from dead branches and other such rubbish that I have actually seen in galleries."

True story. My college roommate was an art major. One of her professors kept giving her awful grades on her projects bcse she wasn't being "provocative" enough. So she got a wooden salad bowl and painted it pink. Inside it, she glued a headless Barbie doll, a used maxi-pad, and fake acrylic fingernails. Then she wrote "Womanhood" on the rim of the bowl and turned it in. He gave it an "A."

[fullchroma]

Great example. What is your very creative and subversively defiant (if that isn't provocative, I don't know what is) former roommate up to these days?

[Ditter]

I used to attend Glassell Art School in Houston. In an exhibit by the "core students" not the housewives like me who paid for our instruction, they took the contents out of an old garage that had been locked up since about 1930 and painted every single thing either red or blue. Then arranged it the same way it had been in the garage when they found it. Voila! Art!

[Designer]

"wasn't being "provocative" enough."

Same thing happens in architecture school, too.