Even though you will want to, really badly, because it is the large, colorful focal point of a room that is otherwise decorated exclusively in grays, and you have spent two days staring at it in a listless, purgatorial haze. (Did you know jury duty is two days now? It is!)
Because if you do make fun of the art, say on Twitter, just hypothetically—someone will point out this article, and then you will feel like an even worse person than you already did after watching a morning show segment on the jury-room TV about a woman who spent a year without makeup. (I AM SUPPOSED TO WEAR MAKEUP EVERY DAY????)
Reporting from jury duty, Hallett out.
ok, so the mural was birthed from a good, caring, healthy idea, and carried out by young criminals that are hopefully on a path leading them farther and farther away from their criminal tendencies. art can help with that.
that’s great. there should be a plaque somewhere in the room explaining how the mural came to be.
but, in the end, such praiseworthy origins don’t necessarily guarantee that the actual art itself will turn out well. don’t beat yourself up too much, Alison.
(and of course it’s a commentary on our justice system, and a pretty good one at that — the carousel in the background is obviously a stand-in for the Supreme Court, the horses are the jurors, and the wagon is full of judges. the aerialists are the lawyers. and everybody is on acid. and the criminals are nowhere to be seen.)
Jury Duty was like four hours for me. I was actually disappointed I didn’t get picked for anything.
Jury Duty was the last meaningful part of my career
regards
Pauly Shore