Well, that was different

Yesterday we finally went to Art Basel, which is evidently world-famous in the art world. Basically, galleries from all over the world come to display and sell modern art. (Thanks to Alexis for pointing out this article--unfortunately we seem to have missed the bar of soap made from Silvio Berlusconi's fat...I'm not sure if that's a shame or not.) The sheer volume and, in many cases, wierdness of the art on display was rather impressive. Compared to when The Big Finn went last week, the freak ratio was fairly low...we figure the true art freaks go during the week so they don't have to mingle with the hoi polloi (i.e., people like us) who go on the weekend. Unfortunately they didn't let us bring our camera inside, but before we went in we managed to take a few pictures of possibly the most bizarre thing we saw all day: Bar Rectum (or Bar Anus, or Arsch Bar...no, I swear I'm not making any of this up). We somehow weren't in the mood to stop for a drink. Ewwwwww.