Art Can Fail

That is what my darling called this. We were walking in Chinatown headed to our favorite restaurant, and a crowd of transfixed onlookers were gathered around one of the art galleries.

These women were dancing a slow motion droll sidestep to even more droll music for some kind of performance art. Nothing against creativity expressed in performance, just this one seemed a spectacle of just not happening.

Maybe that was the point?

Either way, I don't think the hushed crowd standing outside with us appreciated it when Vanessa asked me what I thought, and I replied "I'm hungry." ;)