Edible art

I want to eat the Guggenheim. It would be like one of those old-fashioned mints, a little chunky and dusted with icing sugar, that you crunch into to release the softer sweetness beneath. Except that to bite into the perfectly satisfying shape of the giant Guggenheim mint would be to unlock the vast array of equally satisfying, stimulating and/or beautiful works of art inside.

The right forms and colours in the right place, connecting with ideas we can make sense of, meet an almost physical need, filling a hole which must be the aesthetic equivalent of the ‘dessert stomach’. We gorged ourselves on ‘The Great Upheaval’ at the museum yesterday: delicious.

http://www.guggenheim.org/new-york/exhibitions/on-view/the-great-upheaval