I went to 'Art in the Park' and BAM today.
The Catherine Chalmers cockroach exhibit was definitely the highlight of my Saturday. I loved the 'Execution Room' where she photographed cockroaches being tortured to death through electrocution, burning, and exposure to poisonous gas.
Does that make me an awful person?
At first I thought it just appealed to the curious seven year old in me that used to put jars of ants in the freezer and tear the legs off of spiders, but how far off is that from kids that graduate to torturing mammals? Where should the respect for life begin/end?
I doubt the exhibit was meant to be profound, but it actually made me look at insects differently.