Craptacular!

I spent yesterday afternoon at MONA.

It's a privately owned art gallery in Tasmania. It's really great.

You wear an ipod around, which uses GPS to determine what exhibits are in your vicinity. The ipod displays information about the art, and there is often audio content to access, like a interview with the artist or something. It's very impressive. Another thing the ipod was doing is tracking your movement. Today, I got an email with the route I took through the gallery, as well as a listing of the art pieces I saw, as well as the ones I missed:

In one room, there is an exhibit called Cloaca. The Belgian artist responsible for this installation has apparently set up similar type exhibits in galleries around the world.

It's essentially a poo machine.

Food goes into it, and then goes through various containers where it is subject to acid, enzymes, bacteria etc..

Essentially, all the things that would happen to food in a human body.

As I examined the contraption, I noticed that the room was starting to fill with people. More and more people packed into the small, dark room. Finally at 2pm exactly, a small platform with a petri dish on it rose up slowly. The opening at the end of the machine then squeezed out a small greenish-brown log. The room filled with the smell of poo. People captured the magic on various hand held devices.

I wandered out of the room. Around me, I heard everyone expressing the same sentiment:

"I can do that!"