This sort of installation is an old art world joke, kind of a basic one-liner, but still amusing. I wonder if the boxes have anything in them. My guess is no, but I hope Morrissey has stuffed a bunch of his art in there. I think this gonzo installation is about an artist late in life wondering what is the worth of all he's accomplished.
In a statement, Morrissey rants about "elite 'experts' " who consistently fail to recognize the important art of their era. A lot of us who for some reason or other haven't yet ended up in the history books suspect the judgment of . . . er, critics and curators and The Man. What I say is this: A life in the arts is often very hard. But even if our brilliance goes uncelebrated, we're lucky to have participated in these shenanigans, to have had fun, to have confronted fresh ideas, to have pursued meaning, to have gotten away with shit, and to have shared with our neighbors. This sharing makes this place richer for everyone. And these are valuable things.
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: Museum And Gallery