The Case for Food As Art

Does this mean it’s cultured to play with your food?

In college, I had to take an art credit to fulfill my graduation requirements. As I was slightly less than enthused about this, I put off the credit until my junior year, upon which I discovered that my university reserves the majority of the seats in 101 level courses for first year students, foiling my plot to take something fun like pottery or photography. Mix in my penchant for bad luck when it came to course selection time slots, and you have a perfect recipe for an economics major enrolling in a course titled The Fundamentals of Modern Art.

Fast forward four years, and it’s possible I remember more from the course I never wanted to take than I do about how to conduct a regression analysis. If the outcome of a liberal arts education is the ability to reference the works of Marcel Duchamp and Jeff Koons at stodgy networking events, then maybe these professors are onto something.

And while I remain unconvinced that ripping out a urinal and putting it on display in a museum is worthy …