
Tunick is at it again, exploiting volunteers to expose themselves enmasse in what he attempts to pass off as art. Watching the early morning boob tube news, one wonders where all the censors have gone. I didn't know whether to belch or laugh when this display assaulted my senses during my morning coffee.
Here's an insightful come on from the artiste, as to the True Meaning of the Expression.
"This very special ephemeral installation that we are inviting you to be part of is devised to capture and combine the spirit of sports, the grand sweeping waves of stadium architecture and the abstract relation of the human form to modern structures," Tunick said on his website, according to Charles Dick, who edited the Reuter's story for Yahoo!
A participant comments "It will be fun. Austria is very conservative. This might bring more openness." I wonder what Michael would have to say about one of the sponsors, Austrian Railways, which gave free tickets to the event. I'd love to have been the advertising creative team on that concept! A headline "We're publicizing our privatization" or "Gain exposure for your private labels" or something like that for the big business invitees and co-sponsors.
He should really cover his flap, or hire a better spokesperson. Yikes, how mundane can you get. Tunick, stop exposing yourself for the mediocre artist you are.
Here are some sites I've found that actually do a much better job in the same genre, from the ridiculous to the sublime:

The Ponderosa Resort, "The Friendliest Nudist Club in Texas!"
"Bare Buns Vermont", whose logo is a drawing of a muscular man with a bear's head. At least they have him looking away from the viewer.
In all seriousness, nudists have a more thought provoking and legitimate Weltanshaung about the whole naked thing than Tunick could express. This National Geographic clip is touching (or should I say not-touching), where people bring covered dishes for Christmas pot lucks and try to live Rousseau's ideal of the natural man.
