Time For Another Frogg Award
Haven't handed one of these out in a while, but I'm proud to announce that, in the "Most Embarrassing Moment of My Life" category, we have a winner. For those of you too lazy to click on the link (and honestly, how lazy are you, that you can't click on a link?!), our recipient was participating in a guided tour at the Met in New York when, for some unexplained reason, she stumbled and fell. On a painting. By Picasso. And tore it. In front of many other people.
Yikes.
As an expert in embarrassing moments, having played a starring role in more of them than I care to remember, I just have to point out that there's really no good way to ever live something like this down.
I also have to point out that the article kind of leaves a lot of unanswered questions rolling around in my mind. Not least is the question of what on earth Picasso was thinking when he produced that painting. And if you'd just click on the link like I said, you'd know exactly what I was talking about. But also right up there is the question of how the docent leading the tour reacted in the moment of the accident. I mean, museum docents have kind of perfected the art of looking vaguely threatening even at the best of times; i.e., times when you are not falling on an irreplaceable masterpiece and destroying it. So really, I can only imagine. After all, we're talking here about a painting which had been negotiated for a sale of $139 million.The woman is no doubt thanking anything but her lucky stars (which were clearly asleep on the job that day) that the museum did not enforce a "you break it, you buy it" policy.
Yikes.
As an expert in embarrassing moments, having played a starring role in more of them than I care to remember, I just have to point out that there's really no good way to ever live something like this down.
I also have to point out that the article kind of leaves a lot of unanswered questions rolling around in my mind. Not least is the question of what on earth Picasso was thinking when he produced that painting. And if you'd just click on the link like I said, you'd know exactly what I was talking about. But also right up there is the question of how the docent leading the tour reacted in the moment of the accident. I mean, museum docents have kind of perfected the art of looking vaguely threatening even at the best of times; i.e., times when you are not falling on an irreplaceable masterpiece and destroying it. So really, I can only imagine. After all, we're talking here about a painting which had been negotiated for a sale of $139 million.The woman is no doubt thanking anything but her lucky stars (which were clearly asleep on the job that day) that the museum did not enforce a "you break it, you buy it" policy.

6 Comments:
At 4:43 PM ,
Anonymous said...
I award this painting "Not the ugliest picasso I have ever seen" award!
Aunt B
At 8:18 PM ,
Beth said...
Oh my gosh! She must have been mortified! :S
At 9:37 PM ,
Carl G. said...
No doubt the art-loving woman was so stunned by the breathtaking beauty of the painting that she tried to put herself into it, unaware that such license is proprietary to the artist.
At 5:57 AM ,
Anonymous said...
Thoughts:
How does one lose one's balance in an art museum?
It may be unkind of me to say this, but really, as Picassos go, our unfortunate award recipient could have aimed higher. If you're going to put your arm through a priceless work of art by someone that has literally become a household name, you might as well go whole hog and destroy something like Guernica or Three Musicians.
Also, in an odd sort of way, I've missed you grack. Glad to see you're still doing this (else how would I have found you?).
Peace,
Ben Hennesy
At 5:58 AM ,
Anonymous said...
Also, Also, I like the hair.
At 7:40 AM ,
grackyfrogg said...
what the what!! mr hennesy! so good to hear from you! where on earth have you been?!?! (have i used up my daily quota of exclamation points yet? no? !!!!!!!!)
i think people do tend to miss me in odd ways. ha.
so glad you stopped by, my friend. don't be such a stranger. i mean, anymore.
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