Once upon a time there was a pig who spoke eight languages & did sculpture with pieces of wood & rusted metal he found on his travels. One day he was out in the woods working on a new installation piece & he met a family from a small town in Tennessee. They had been walking for days. The dad saw the pig & said what are you doing, little piggie? They were all quite surprised when the pig said working with counterbalanced forces using found objects. They all stood around & looked at the piece for a long time. No one said anything. Finally, the dad shrugged & turned to the mom & said I don’t know much about art but I know what I like & then they killed the pig & ate him.
(An original Brian Andreas story entitled Cultural Fable.)
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April 23, 2008 at 4:02 am
debora
some people just don’t get it. But, maybe you could have simply ended it with…”they had pork for dinner…” leave the killing to the imagination…
April 23, 2008 at 2:06 pm
Lynn
As an artist I see this story on several levels; one, most obvious, the criminal way in which many animals are treated in our society, and second, (and more to the point I think), the manner in which artists, performers, find themselves subjected to constant criticism by “knowing” viewers who essentially have the ability to gobble us up…you just have to love what you do.
April 23, 2008 at 3:43 pm
mel78doot
It seems that whenever someone has tried to do something out of the ordinary which goes against the norm, they have been subjected to a lot of brutality.World history is full of such instances and here again when the Pig was trying to do something meaningful he was slaughtered and the family had a great feast and rejoiced at his expense.
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