
People sometimes ask me how I found the blue bicycle. As with most discoveries, I wasn’t exactly looking for it. But I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t looking for something when I first noticed it. One evening in the fall of 2004, as I was re-watching The Dreamers (Bernardo Bertolucci,...
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By Charles H. Meyer Ridiculous as it sounds, the excretory has been part of modern art since Marcel Duchamp’s Fountain, a signed urinal, was exhibited behind a curtain in 1917. Although initially rejected as nothing but a practical joke, Fountain is now considered as important to the advent of conceptual art in the 1960s...
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