Last summer, sometime between Jay Z’s “Picasso Baby” event and whatever James Franco was up to that drove up my personal Franco Fatigue to previously uncharted levels, I had gotten my fill of performance art. Well, that’s not entirely true; I like performance art, or at least real performance art — the kind that is performed by actual artists rather than people who are already famous and have decided to do something wild and wacky for the attention of their fans who like to share funny videos of their favorite stars on Facebook. But suddenly, everyone is making performance art. The trend goes as far back as, oh, 2009, when Joaquin Phoenix grew a beard and acted like an asshole at public appearances in an effort to say, uh, something about celebrity.
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