Will I watch? Of course, with the far-off hope that the show turns out to be as much of a train wreck as the "Real Housewives of New Jersey" and other programming of its ilk. Because really, while outfitted with a respectable judges' table (including New York Magazine Senior Art Critic Jerry Saltz), "Bravos latest stroke on the reality canvas" (as the network's website calls it) will most likely be bunch of hooey filled with crying and easel fights. (Yay! Easel fight!) Not necessarily a bad thing in my book.
So why hate on "Work of Art" but not, say, "Project Runway" or "Top Chef?" Fish has to be cooked properly. Fabric must be sewn with precision. There's a similar, broader expectation for quality when it comes to works of art, but the rules by which they're judged are not so black and white. In her Bravo bio, actress/model and host-to-be China Chow says, "art is the purest form of expression, existing without set boundaries." But the inherent nature of all these shows is to establish boundaries (see: weekly challenges) and then force the contestants to conform and perform within specific constraints. It's a fun game to play, and could even be entertaining to watch, but clearly a shortsighted view of what and who (industry elites in this case) determine what makes art "great."
Who the fuck doesn't like baseball???
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