Artists can be unbearably pretentious shits. But they are nothing, simply nothing, compared to art collectors. They are the utter scum of the earth. I have nothing but bilious contempt for anyone who spends £73m on one painting. OK, it might have been a gallery that spent the money in this case, but it’s still £73m.

Do any of you have any concept of what £73m looks like? I’ll tell you. It looks like a really fucking massive pile of cash, enough to ensure that you, and pretty much anyone you know, never has to work ever again.

And the Neue Gallery in New York has spunked that wad on this tripe by Gustav Klimt :

Isn’t it fucking shit?

She’s not even in proportion and seems to be wearing some sort of patchwork quilt, added to the fact that she’s failing miserably to do a one-person armwave breakdance move. He must’ve really hated the bird he was painting. I bet she was fucking gutted when she saw the results. “I don’t even know what breakdancing is you bastard!”

Honestly, I used to produce better pictures in GCSE Art & Design (I got a ‘B’, thanks for asking). (more…)

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