Like Andres Serrano, Paul McCarthy seems to be the sort of artist who thinks we need to have our noses rubbed in it.
I wouldn't have known about him, had I not been researching the recycling of dog poop. I'll share what I learned about that in another post.
Here is one of his "crap art" sculptures.
On July 31, 2008, it broke free of its moorings in a gust of wind.
This picture purports to be it drifting across the city.
The runaway poop balloon put the lights out when it broke a power line. It eventually landed on top of a children's home, where it broke a window.
I would love to have heard what the kids were saying after their house got pooped on.
Personally, I prefer art that uplifts and inspires.
All I have to say about poop art is, "Poop!"
I haven't watched this. I don't think I want to.