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PB Art
The symbolism speaks for itself.
Posted by: John Chandler on May 12, 2009 at 09:45AM
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Any day that I’m greeted by something like this when I get off the bus promises good fortune.
It’s likely one of the top finishers in Pabst Blue Ribbon’s annual public art contest, but the artist’s name hasn’t appeared on the website yet.
Obviously influenced by the bourgeois low-art movement of the 1930s, blended with a soupçon of rural primitive, the artist’s puckish take on the unholy union of art and commerce is a sublime juxtaposition of naive enthusiasm with the eye of a cynic. Or something.
I must confess, I don’t know art—but I know what I like. Think I can get this on a T-shirt?
If this scenario takes place on dry land, how is the squid supporting its own weight? And if it’s underwater, how is the jock dude breathing? I just don’t get it.
The dude is giant, and in wresting the 40bbl-sized PBR from a giant squid, pulled it ashore. But I don’t get the tube sox.
Am I like the last educated man on the block or something? It’s obviously a depiction of the Native American water spirit Chug’a’lug’a’lug. And the squid is kneeling in supplication.
Lovecraft is spinning in his watery [beer] grave…
PBR can = Nautilus
Dude. I hate that beer, but I love that picture.
This just in from Pabst marketing associate Debbi Svoboda.
“Just caught your post about the PBR Art painting in Portland. The painting is called “I am Pabst” and the original was painted by Jacob White from Los Angeles. We actually do make a t shirt with this piece on it.”
Now that is awesome.
I’m not a huge PBR fan, so what impresses me most about this post is your cedilla. Nice!
Funny. I liked your Chug’a’lug’a’lug better than “I am Pabst.” Think the artist will take your recommendation?
He’d better if he knows what’s good for him.
Is there a more compelling job title in the world than “Pabst marketing associate?”
Mmm… beer and calamari with racquetball Jesus…
More pointlessness for the “sake” of art.