Sometimes I'm tempted to give myself a bad haircut, develop a strange accent and run around NYC at night covering statues in lasagna. I'm convinced that I would then be viewed as a brilliant artist.
NYC always seems to be the location of such amusing displays as "The Gates" and now the work of Jasmine Zimmerman, whose elastic webs can now be seen in various locations around the city.
And even if they're not really brilliant, I still find these events fun. And it's always funny to see how ticked off people can get when you call stuff like this "art."
I really should do the lasagna thing. If you don't understand why, then you're just not deep enough.