Giant. Damn. Ants. If I were 7, this art piece would scare the royal jelly out of me. I'm much, much older than that, but this thing still gives me the willies. I mean, here I am, a dude raised on "Them!" and the seminal Joan Collins masterwork "Empire of the Ants," just waiting on my luggage when I look up and "Holy Sweet Mother of God! Call the National Guard! The Justice League! The X-Men! Somebody call SOMEBODY!"
OK, it's just art. But if art's purpose is to elicit a reaction out of the beholder, well, then well done, Brute Neighbors. I'll give you four stars just for that.
Even if you still creep me the fuck out. read more