Bananas, Duct Tape, and the Absurdity of Modern Art

Maurizio Cattelan’s installation reveals the state of art and artists heralded today.
Bananas, Duct Tape, and the Absurdity of Modern Art
The "Comedian" artwork by Italian artist Maurizio Cattelan during the press preview of the exhibition "Dimanche sans fin. Maurizio Cattelan et la Collection du Centre Pompidou" (Endless Sunday. Maurizio Cattelan and the Collection of the Pompidou Centre) at the Centre Pompidou-Metz in Metz, France, on May 7, 2025. Jean-Christophe Verhaegen/AFP via Getty Images
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Recently, someone ate a $6.2 million piece of “art.” The “art” installation in question by Maurizio Cattelan bears the title “Comedian” and consists of a banana duct-taped to the wall. Perhaps the museumgoer who consumed the piece thought it was part of a complimentary snack bar; or maybe they just wanted to point out the absurdity of considering the combination of fruit and an adhesive a work of art.

This isn’t the first time “Comedian” met an untimely fate. Back in 2023, a different visitor to the exhibit ate the banana, explaining that he was “hungry.” In 2024, cryptocurrency entrepreneur Justin Sun purchased a version of “Comedian” and promptly ate the banana. The piece survives the hunger pangs of museumgoers and tech billionaires because, per the artist’s instructions, the banana can be replaced. In fact, it has to be replaced each time it starts to rot. Or each time someone snatches it for a snack.

Commenting on this episode, Cattelan said that he was saddened the visitor didn’t also eat the skin and the duct tape. According to the artist, the museum visitor had “confused the fruit for the work of art.”
Let me propose a radical hypothesis: If viewers of a piece of art are regularly tempted to eat it, or if it has to be frequently replaced simply to avoid chemical decomposition, then it’s probably not an actual piece of art. It’s probably a food. Like a banana.

The Subversion of Art

Cattelan is known for subverting art, with the website Artnet referring to him as an “artist-provocateur.” According to the art gallery Perrotin: “Taking freely from the real world of people and objects, his works are an irreverent operation aimed at both art and institutions.” Essentially, Cattelan believes that a work of art is generated simply when the artist wills something to be art, and he asserts this extreme idea of artistic freedom to poke fun at genuine, high-quality art.
This radically subjectivist idea of art has roots in the Dadaist school originating after World War I. The movement sought to attack art, truth, and rationality as an expression of their members’ hatred for the established order and their communist revolutionary sympathies. One of the movement’s prominent figures, Marcel Duchamp, famously submitted a urinal to an art exhibition and claimed that it was a sculpture.

The Dadaists wallowed in absurdity, reveling in turning traditional ideas of art upside down. Like Cattelan, the Dadaists insisted that anything—even an everyday object like a urinal–could be art if they said it was art.

But really, they were engaged in a mockery of the entire artistic tradition, which they saw as an example of the decadence of bourgeois society. Dadaists and their heirs—like Cattelan—laugh at ideas like beauty, proportion, rationality, or the need for art to reflect objective meaning found in the world.

Egocentric ‘Art’

All this ties in with modernity’s rejection of the presence of order, meaning, and truth within the universe. In the past, artists believed that their work involved an encounter with an external reality, which they sought to perceive and depict with love and humility.
As philosopher Josef Pieper wrote in “Only the Lover Sings” Art and Contemplation,” a true artist works at “making visible and tangible in speech, sound, color, and stone the archetypical essences of all things as he was privileged to perceive them.”

Artists once believed that all things had stable natures that could be known and that our knowledge and love of these natures could be deepened through artistic experience. Through this experience, our hearts and minds grow bigger.

Pieper continues:

“Wherever the arts are nourished through the festive contemplation of universal realities and their sustaining reasons, there in truth something like a liberation occurs: the stepping-out into the open under an endless sky, not only for the creative artist himself but for the beholder as well.”

Great art draws us out of ourselves, into communion with others, and ultimately into communion with the mystery of the world. It does so by granting us, so speak, a clearer view of reality.

Pieper notes that when we lose this traditional idea of art, art easily becomes corrupted: “It is artistic activity especially that can degenerate—either into idle and empty game playing or into some novel and sophisticated form of busy-ness, profiteering, and nervous distraction.”

With works like “Comedian,” Cattelan and his ilk are engaged precisely in game-playing, in thumbing their noses at the real artistic monuments of the past. With the loss of any objective standards of art, any connection to truth, the goal of artistic creation has become mere shock value, the pursuit of originality for its own sake, with a dose of political activism on the side.

In today’s art world, the determining factor of what is and is not art no longer has to do with an artist’s intention wedded to an actual interpretation of the meaning found in the world. Instead, it resides in the artist’s intention alone, whether or not the work of “art” possesses any meaning or complexity or involves any artistic skill whatsoever. In this way of thinking, art need have no correlation to reality at all.

Art of this kind becomes increasingly egocentric. The artist looks inward instead of outward. Instead of saying, “I am going to put something of the world into my art, so we can celebrate the world together,” the artist today says, “I am going to put myself into my art so that others will celebrate me.”

In the case of Cattelan’s “Comedian,” the piece of himself that the artist has put into the work is his odd and subversive sense of humor. That is all we are “celebrating” in the “Comedian.” That being the case, “Comedian” meets its rightful end whenever a museumgoer gets hungry enough.

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Before becoming a freelance journalist and culture writer, Walker Larson taught literature and history at a private academy in Wisconsin, where he resides with his wife and daughter. He holds a master’s in English literature and language, and his writing has appeared in The Hemingway Review, Intellectual Takeout, and his Substack, The Hazelnut. He is also the author of two novels, “Hologram” and “Song of Spheres.”