Sir, You Can’t Bring Your Giant Pillow Penis into the New Museum!
Who was that guy with the pink felt elephantitis-stricken member in tow who lasted under a minute loitering in the lobby of the New Museum?
With several months of similar NYC-situated antics, artist David Livingston took “The Big Dick” to NuMu. After a very brief, nonchalant shuffle, he was curtly escorted out of the New Museum by security, lest the “6 foot long flaccid felt penis that he sewed and stuffed with sofa upholstery” distract from the porky clone orgy, incesty self-felatio, and double-sided dong-faces upstairs at ‘Skin Fruit.’
Livingston’s fun absurdist stunt is no match for the classic Penis Copter, but it’s quite a clever echo to the NuMu’s continuing bog in hypocrisy, even if it’s unintentional. And I bet you’ve already forgotten David Livingston’s name from a paragraph ago, but you do remember “The Big Dick.”
Editor-in-Chief:
"it’s quite a clever echo to the NuMu’s continuing bog in hypocrisy"
Not quite. He's a stranger. All strangers have to check packages upon entering the museum.
Seriously, though, the rules are and should not be the same as for contributing artists. You guys are using hypocrisy as loosely as Alannis Morissette uses irony. It's not flattering.
You just wish you had as big and beautiful a penis as him.
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