Meatball

The above is the label to a can of meatballs made of artist Marco Evaristti's own fat that he had liposuctioned out of his belly last year. Evaristti is probably the most obnoxious artist alive today. You may be familiar with his fish blender piece, Helena, where he placed live fish in blenders and then invited gallery patrons to turn the blenders on, thus obliterating the fish. The image of a fish in a blender is a brilliant one, brilliant and very disturbing. The fish, by the way, were liberated. Evaristti let the destroyed blenders stand as their own testament. Currently, he's seeking someone near death who'd be willing to sacrifice their body for art. I'm afraid to even imagine what he plans on doing with the corpse. Skinning it and making an Ed Gein suit, perhaps? Anyway, last Thursday he fried up some of these meatballs and served them to his friends at a dinner party at a gallery in Santiago, Chile. As seen above, he's canned some of the meatballs and they're currently fetching tens of thousands of American dollars from art collectors. Evaristti claims that this "piece" is a criticism of the plastic surgery market. I reject this explanation. The man managed to convince people to sit down and eat meatballs fried in his own fat. He turned one of the biggest human taboos - cannibalism - into a hip, artsy activity. This is a more effective criticism of out of control capitalism, mindless consumption, and "hedonism as a lifestyle choice", than it is any critique of plastic surgery. I mean, what kind of person would willingly eat human flesh? Idiots, clearly, Evaristti is making fools of them. Disquieting and really thought provoking, no? There’s something really sad about this man’s work.
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I have no problem with cannibalism per se, in the right circumstances (i.e., no one butchered purely for that use). I, like Idi Amin, would probably sample human flesh just for the hell of it. However, Everistti's stunt is absolutely disgusting. It's also the reason I find so much modern art to be unadulterated bullshit. Don't get me wrong, a lot of art is quite sublime, but so many modern artists are total, utter, absolute whores who seem to believe they're really not...
Posted by: kusala | January 16, 2007 12:48 PM
Postmodern art. The era of modern art ended when we were little children.
The more I think about this piece, the more brilliant I find it. He's saying so much with one simple act. It's really elegant.
Posted by: The Angry Young Man | January 16, 2007 12:59 PM
It would be so much bolder, elegant, and brilliant if he had himself emasculated and put that in a can. Now THAT I would find hilarious and sublimely Dadaist.
Posted by: kusala | January 16, 2007 01:24 PM
Yeah, but do you think he'd find it as easy to feed his own testes to his art friends?
Posted by: The Angry Young Man | January 16, 2007 01:44 PM
His testes seem infinitely more appetizing (in theory) than his nasty liposuctioned rendered fat.
Posted by: kusala | January 16, 2007 02:41 PM
i would NEVER correct the angry young man for i know he truly is sent by the gods... BUT its actually considered contemporary art. a generic category representing art of the current time. the some fah fah people in berets will label it in another twenty years or so, but we don't really have a way to label it yet. post-modernism was a blip on the radar of the 80's and 90's and was thought to be the rejection of modernism but was more appropriately the re-assertion of the artist "hand"... putting the artist ego back into the work.
or that's how i see it.
as for the meatballs. c'mon. this might've been shocking in the 60's but now its just boring. i would have to agree that is makes commentary on our consumer culture, our "capitalist elite". but it really doesn't make ya think too hard does it. or feel anything for that matter.
and another thing... call me sometime ya big lug.
Posted by: ken | January 16, 2007 07:16 PM
ew.
I can't get past the ew factor.
I guess I'm not evolved this week.
Posted by: dreadpiraterackham | January 16, 2007 08:17 PM
Hmm. Tastes like chicken.
Posted by: Huntington | January 16, 2007 09:06 PM
Ken - gotta disagree with you. While contemporary art is the current moniker adopted for modernist styles of art, this piece is decidedly postmodern. Postmodernism, at least in the realm of art, has, unfortunately, not died off yet. Just look at it - the thing seethes with irony and reflects on past forms of expression, particularly Warhol.
Anyway, clearly I'm not as jaded as you are, because I did find it shocking. I also found it extremely thought provoking and over on Tribe, a few folks spent a few hours deconstructing it and we all came up with a a variety of meanings that this piece has to offer - none of which have to do with plastic surgery. As I said before, even though I'm finding this artist's work thought provoking, I also find it really sad, tragic even.
Posted by: The Angry Young Man | January 16, 2007 10:10 PM
Once when I was in junior high there was this super annoying asshole bully in my after-school karate class whom I detested. Once when he wasn't looking I pissed in his can of Mountain Dew and took secret delight in watching him drink it. But is it art??????????
Posted by: jason | January 17, 2007 01:44 PM
Only if he could taste the difference, Jason.
Posted by: Anonymous | January 17, 2007 02:14 PM
But is it Atkins friendly?????
Posted by: jason | January 18, 2007 05:56 AM
This is the most disgusting thing I've ever heard about.
It IS brilliant art, though.
Posted by: Bridey | January 18, 2007 12:10 PM
*shrug* It reminds me of Tyler Durden scavenging liposuctioned body fat for soap in Fight Club. Not really original, and all those suckers who buy the cans of meatballs won't really eat the contents. Instead, they'll display the unopened cans in their Tribeca lofts where they'll make great conversation pieces at their next cocktail party.
Posted by: Huntington | January 18, 2007 03:47 PM
Ah, I forgot about the soap. Hrmmm. Must be great soap, imagine how good that would be for your skin.
Of course no one is going to eat them, foo! They're selling for $23,000 a can! This isn't some hip tsotchke here, these meatballs are a serious investment!
Posted by: The Angry Young Man | January 18, 2007 06:07 PM
I totally love that bit from Fight Club. Pahlaniuk writing about it is genius. But this twat actually turning his own liposuctioned fat into meatballs? YAWN.
Posted by: kusala | January 19, 2007 09:57 AM
Maybe you and I don't see $23,000 as falling into the "tchotchke" category, but others do. I still say the whole thing's a banal stunt intended for banal idiot "art" buyers.
Which of course may be the artist's real point...
Posted by: Huntington | January 19, 2007 02:31 PM
"Which of course may be the artist's real point..."
One of the very many that can be taken from this piece. Say what you want, but if it's presented as art, provokes an emotional reaction, thought, and discourse, it's art. This piece has decidedly done all three.
Posted by: The Angry Young Man | January 19, 2007 04:06 PM
Oh, it's art all right. He's very much in the tradition of Warhol, making the commodification of the product part of the artistic process. I just don't think it's particularly original. Spoofing a general idea avant la lettre as Pahlaniuk did kind of takes some of the shock value out of the actual lettre, no?
Posted by: Huntington | January 19, 2007 10:53 PM
Someone just loves any excuse for inserting his avant la lettre.
Posted by: kusala | January 22, 2007 12:01 PM
Tais-toi, Joséphine.
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