I once had an art teacher...
...who was utterly in favor of the more disgusting side of modern art. His personal faves seemed to be people who ate food of a certain color for a week to see if their shit turned an interesting colour, and then put it on displays in galleries.

He would describe the most recent "artistic experiment" to his class of 15-year old kids in the same breath as speaking about Giger or Da Vinci. Obviously, every year there was someone who "tried".

The last year he tried it, one of his students decided to cut herself and use her blood as paint. She proudly showed this to the class- an A3 page covered in congealed brown smears.

We could have made some very interesting art with the amount of vomit this produced. :P
(Sivvus trolley collision in the fruit aisle led to a jam, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 23:10, 2 replies)

My fiance's drama teacher at uni was like that
He had a friend who was a "performance artist" who hung himself from hooks for a living, and he talked about him all the time in lectures.

Inspired by this, one girl did a set piece where she ate beetroot for a week and then squatted on stage in white cotton knickers, and pissed dark red into a bowl through her knickers. That was her undergraduate final year piece.
(Seance Trumpet has got no beef with a man enjoying a croissant, Fri 31 Oct 2008, 20:22, closed)

Oh god!
Thats sick!








*masturbates*
(Fleximus Rex briefly gave up lurking on, Wed 5 Nov 2008, 4:47, closed)