It's All Garbage

I read an interesting article in the New York Times, about the opening of "Star Trash"; an exhibition of the works of Pascal Rostain and Bruno Mouron, at the "Star trash" store in SoHo New York.

Here you can view and buy garbage that is art, or is that the other way around? Rostain and Mouron have taken the garbage of the stars, and turned it into "art".

We have a saying in the UK "where there's muck, there's brass" (ie money can be made out of garbage and dirt), which seems entirely apposite in this case.

Mouron and Rostain make an interesting comment about Michael Jackson, noting that he has garbage does not have much artistic potential. It seems that, despite his large retinue, Jackson's garbage indicates that he is a sad lonely man.

Well, some of us suspected that anyway.

I would imagine that the quality of his garbage is the least of Michael Jackson's worries at the moment.

Mouron and Rostain are welcome to buy my garbage anytime.