A giant inflatable dog turd created by the American artist Paul McCarthy was blown from its moorings at a Swiss museum, bringing down a power line and breaking a window before landing in the grounds of a children’s home.
The exhibit, entitled Complex Shit, is the size of a house. It has a safety system that is supposed to deflate it in bad weather, but it did not work on this occasion.
Juri Steiner, the director of the Paul Klee centre, in Berne, told AFP that a sudden gust of wind carried it 200 metres before it fell to the ground, breaking a window of the children’s home. The accident happened on July 31, but the details only emerged yesterday.
Steiner said McCarthy had not yet been contacted and the museum was not sure if the piece (pictured here) would be put back on display.
The installation is part of an exhibition called East of Eden: A Garden Show, which features sound sculptures in trees and a football ground without goalposts. The exhibition opened in May and is due to run until October.
The centre’s website describes the show as containing “interweaving, diverse, not to say conflictive emphases and a broad spectrum of items to form a dynamic exchange of parallel and self-eclipsing spatial and temporal zones”.
“interweaving, diverse, not to say conflictive emphases and a broad spectrum of items to form a dynamic exchange of parallel and self-eclipsing spatial and temporal zones”.
The person that wrote this…I would laugh in their face..and call them a complete cunt…
People who write this kinda thing are the stupid people of this planet…These are the idiot cunts who are of no use to mankind…
And if that quote was cut and pasted…Well…the smug ‘artistic’ cunts need to learn how to spell.
Lets see them express my size 9 boot, planted firmly up their asses, through the medium of ‘Modern dance’ or a sculpture made from recycled waste…
Astonishing brushwork and masterful use of colour achieved, in the artist’s inimitable style, by inserting the brushes up his rectum and holding a candle under his balls.
I class myself as a cultured ‘lower class’...because that is what i have become and what i should have been since birth…even tho’ me and brothers have lived off my fathers estate our entire life…I am, by no means, a ‘rich smartass’...I worked for what i have i got…and not relied on my brother for hand-outs…
I appreciate ‘real’ art…My father appreciated ‘fine art’...My brother paid £3,000 for a painting…and he is more ignorant than me…but he owns my apartment…so i cant really say nothing…I pay my for my food and every other bill…
If i walked into a house and looked upon a ‘Pre-Raphaelite’ painting…I would think ‘they know what is’..
Still laughing at that one…
...it’s like poking a hornets’ nest with a stick… 
