If That's Art, Then I'm a Hottentot

If I tell a liberal that the box contains my fart, which I produced as social commentary against the GOP, how much do you think I can get? 

Because it'd help with the kids' tuition . . .

A fool and her money are soon parted . . .

[T]the actor James Franco put his name behind a strange new project called the Museum of Non-Visible Art, which takes what it calls conceptual art to a whole new level . . . the idea of the museum is that the works of art don't exist physically, instead they are imagined by the artist. So when you purchase the "work of art" you get a "card" to hang on an empty wall and you "describe it to your audience."

C'mon, no one would be that stupid to spend good money on a "card."

Amazingly, the museum just made one big sale. A woman paid $10,000 for a piece title "Fresh Air."

"Fresh Air" is described as:

A unique piece, only this one is for sale. The air you are purchasing is like buying an endless tank of oxygen. No matter where you are, you always have the ability to take a breath of the most delicious, clean-smelling air that the earth can produce. Every breath you take gives you endless peace and health. This artwork is something to carry with you if you own it. Because wherever you are, you can imagine yourself getting the most beautiful taste of air that is from the mountain tops or fields or from the ocean side; it is an endless supply.

Said Aimee Davidson, the sucker purchaser: 

It’s been several days since I bought “Non-Visible Art” from Praxis Art and James Franco for $10,000. Some may call it a scam, but I call it patronage of Social Media Art.

But she's really only out $9,900, because last year Ms. Davidson sold her soul on Craigslist for $100.  So there's that . . .