The Museum of Unwanted Art
Yet another painting
had been dropped off at the back door
of the Museum of Unwanted Art,
so the curator made her way up from the vaults
to inspect the new arrival
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What do you think it is?
I’m not sure
It kind of looks like a scarecrow
I think it might scare away
just about anyone who looked at it
It might even scare off a burglar
Let’s let the docents decide tomorrow
Okay
The assistant then put the painting in the lounge
where the docents met every Thursday,
got really stoned,
and then tried to figure out
in which gallery to put the paintings
that were of an extremely ambigous nature
Some of the paintings had been inherited,
most had been received as gifts
and all of them had been unwelcome
in the homes of their previous owners
Most people dropped off their paintings at night,
hoping not be seen
by the person who had painted the painting
or the one who had given it to them
Some artists would visit
now and then
to see if any of their paintings
had made their way
to the Museum of Unwanted Art
In the wing for paintings
that appeared to be unfinshed,
a supply of paints and brushes were available,
and visitors were encouraged
to finish the paintings
Not all of the paintings
were an eyesore
or mediocre at best
Some of them were rather good,
and now and then
a true masterpiece would be donated
by someone
who had no appreciation of fine art
And for those interested in exceptionally bad art,
a room known as the torture chamber was reserved
for the worst of the worst
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The museum had been open
for only a few months,
and yet all of the walls were full,
and in the storage vaults below
the curator was quickly running out of space
What shall we do?
she asked
at the docents’ meeting on Thursday
We could donate them
to prisons for white-collar criminals
and hang them in their cells
That would be cruel
I think it’s a good idea
They might hang themselves
The planet would probably be better off
without some of those guys
Yeah,
some of them ought to leave this dimension
and reincarnate as a tree or something
before attempting to be human again
We could give some of the paintings
to the architects
who designed the ugly buildings in this town
and tell them that if they ever design
such ugly buildings again,
buildings that we have to look at every day,
we’ll kidnap them and put them in a cellar
that is full of ugly paintings
Great idea
Yeah, man
It’s about time to put a stop
to bad architecture
Let’s leave the front door unlocked at night,
so that thieves can easily take
whatever they desire
Excellent idea
Let’s start tonight
We could burn a few of them every day
when it starts to colder
That way we wouldn’t have to cut down any trees
for firewood
Let’s have an auction
Paintings that some cannot stand the sight of
might appeal to others
I quite like that one of the purple turtle
Me too
People have a tendency to value more
things they have to pay for,
so if we had an auction,
people might like the paintings more than before
And by thus increasing their value,
the paintings would find their way to new homes,
where they’d be loved and cherished
We could also encourage people
to adopt a painting
Good idea
And perhaps we should do something
to discourage people who attempt to paint
without divine inspiration
Hitler sent some of his paintings to Kandinsky
and asked for his opinion
Kandinsky sent them back
and told Hitler that they sucked
Yeah,
and then Hitler changed his job
And went on a world tour
Yeah
We shouldn’t discourage anyone from painting
One of them might start World War III
We should neither encourage nor discourage
Who knows what would happen as a result
Yeah
It would be great if people would stop trying to be painters
Yeah
People should stop trying to be anything
Yeah
They should just be
Yeah
Think of all the trees
that are cut down every year
to make frames and to support canvases
Save a tree,
just be
Yeah
Painters should wait for inspiration
and allow creative energy to flow
rather than think about
what they’d like to paint
Yeah
Less thinking
and more being
So where shall we put this painting?
It’s not really clear
what it is
Maybe it’s upside down
The colors are nice
Let’s smoke another joint
and then decide
And so the docents continued to smoke
and to decide
where to hang unwanted art
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