Forget Duchamp

LA Time’s rips into Thomas Kinkade AKA “Painter of Light”

Kinkade is the anti-Koons. I once watched him on a shopping channel pitching his DNA-ink encrusted encrustations. For hours. I was drunk. I don’t know what his excuse was. Duchamp just exhibited a urinal. Kinkade pissed on Winnie-The-Pooh. In Disneyland. Allegedly.

This reminds me of Wright of Derby’s paintings of a tranquil cottage and the same cottage at fire at night:

Photoshop fun with Kinkade paintings

Posted in Aesthetics, Satire