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Roberto Benavidez is a “half-breed, South Texan, queer, figurative sculptor specializing in the piñata form; playing on themes of race, sexuality, art, sin, humor and beauty.” Which explains the butt stuff, I guess.

Honestly, why are artists always such insufferable twats? Dude makes custom piñatas. This one is part of a series based on the paintings of Hieronymous Bosch, which is awesome. I wonder if he actually fills them with candy or if he anticipates that no-one would want to buy a custom paper sculpture and then smack it to pieces with a stick.

I kinda like his bronzes, too.

Good weekend, everyone!


Comment from Ric Fan
Time: November 3, 2017, 9:45 pm

No offense but the bronzes look like turds.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 3, 2017, 9:47 pm

Polished turds.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: November 3, 2017, 10:13 pm

We’re on the same wavelength. My first thought was that they look like lost feces castings.

Comment from Niña
Time: November 3, 2017, 10:37 pm

Naw, don’t like it.

Comment from peacelovewoodstock
Time: November 3, 2017, 11:05 pm

Filled with unwrapped tootsie roll candies I suppose.

Reminds me of the old joke about the never fail gay bar pickup line .. “Hi there, can I push in your stool”?

I apologize.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: November 4, 2017, 12:14 am

Uncle Al: Ever see this?


“as valuable as the crown jewels” – oh I dont think so. They are always analysing sewers and finding that they ate a lot of fish (well they are near the ocean) and fruits and grains (what else can they eat?). These are not “aha” discoveries.

Oh, for the record, I thought the bird pinatas were very nice. Not sure how he makes them. Paper? Straw?

Comment from Niña
Time: November 4, 2017, 1:13 am

I’ve seen that coprolite. It was something I had to see when I was in York!

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: November 4, 2017, 1:19 am

@Ric Fan – No, I hadn’t been aware of the Lloyd’s Bank coprolite until just now. I’m amused that “efforts were underway to reconstruct” the fossilized turd when somebody dropped and it broke into three pieces. How difficult could that be?

Comment from Monty James
Time: November 4, 2017, 2:17 am

Twat indeed. Can’t we just smack him to pieces with a stick?

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: November 4, 2017, 1:32 pm

Art from a society with a talking poo emoji.

This is why Horatius held the bridge, to preserve the knowledge to make bronze poo sculpture.

But the birds ARE indeed nice.

Comment from Mostly Cajun
Time: November 5, 2017, 4:41 pm

I love art with a message.

Allow me to interpret the message behind this:

“I can’t make anything beautiful or realistic, so I’ll throw crap together and tell you rubes that if you can’t ‘appreciate’ my greatness, it’s because you’re too unsophisticated and stupid.”

I choose not to participate.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: November 5, 2017, 5:12 pm

My current theory on modern art is that it ain’t aimed at us rubes. The fashion, for some years, is to deliberately break as many rules of art as you can – thus making witty pieces for those who know enough to identify all the rules being broken. That is: most modern art pieces are inside jokes for art students.

For example- what is the most fundamental rule of art? Perhaps that the artist must create the piece. How could one possibly get around that? Well, one piece I recently saw at a museum had been created by a Professor of Art by placing a blank canvas on a hallway wall, leaving a variety of paints, brushes, and pens nearby, and then inviting his students to collectively make a painting (without his input). He then claimed the resulting piece as his work, and it was displayed as ‘art’.

Not very elegant, pretty, sophisticated, or even well done, but that wasn’t the point. The point was to show that he had broken an unbreakable rule.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: November 5, 2017, 11:52 pm

@mostly cajun
Aimed at rich sophisticated people who make you wonder how they manage to keep the wealth they have.

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: November 7, 2017, 11:53 am

Some Vegetable, that sounds like 4’33, which I argue may be art but sure as hell isn’t music.

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