|Venus Rising from the Sea|
As this is a significant event for the MIA, there are advertisements all over the Twin Cities. On billboards. On buses. In the newspaper. As web banners.
Everywhere you look...bare-naked ladies.
And though we are a relatively subdued and modest bunch of folks, here in the oh-so-Scandinavian, upper-Midwest, we're fine with all the boobies. Truly. We are. I mean, normally, we keep our bodies covered, but that mostly has to do with windchill. Pragmatism is a matter of necessity when you have the winters that we do.
You know what else winter gives you? A sense of humor. It's part of the mandatory seasonal survival kit...packed right in there with your mittens and long underwear.
So what happens when art and nude women and a pragmatic, yet humorous, Minnesotan collide? You get this:
|That red bodice? Not painted by a guy from Venice.|
For the Strib story on the billboard and the MIA's response, check out this link. Gotta love the museum's good nature about it all...especially since interaction with art is the whole point in the first place!