People are strange
Really strange. I mean, a giant pink rabbit? Really? Why? Is it a clever and ironic comment upon the transience of modern life and art when compared to the remarkable endurance of something like the Cerne giant? 
Or is it just a freakishly large bubblegum colored rabbit lying on an Italian hillside, cluttering up the otherwise charming view? Why do they think people will want to climb on it? Won’t it start getting smelly after a few months out there? What is it stuffed with? Will people come and rearrange its limbs into compromising positions? Will anyone knit it a hat? And why weren’t all those knitting grannies doing something more productive with their time and wool? Like making small models of uteruses or voodoo Barbie dolls?
Then there’s this guy. What I like most is how serious he looks in most photographs. This is clearly not just a stunt to him, but an exploration of human interaction. Or an excuse to get people to touch a stranger. in fact, I have some (a lot of) sympathy for his project. We’re all too isolated from one another, too protective of our space, our privacy, our lives. It’s just not cozy out here in the modern world. So hey, touch his belly.
I’m off to knit a pink wig. Now that would have been something to do with all that rabbit wool.
OMG, I will touch that guy’s belly anytime!!! He is so cute! What an awesome project! I think I need to post that on my blog (– though everyone who reads my blog also reads your blog). Where did you find that?
This appears to be some mutant relative of the Energizer bunny.
In y’day’s Guardian, it said that the artists – quote – ‘want visiotrs to scales the bunny’s flanks, where a wound soils its fluffy heart and intestines on to the ground….there are already animals living inside – mice, snails and snakes and even more bacteria’.
By the time it’s officially rotted, it will be a micro-environment itself, and in time, will change part of the landscape. I quite like this idea – it makes more sense to me than Tracey Emin’s bed. That was just depressing ad sordid, this is fun and interesting…imo.
I think you really hit on something.
You know, there are only 36 plots in all of story telling/movie making. 36.
Eventually, we have to put our own spin on things.
The Giant Pink Rabbit is a modern day marvel. It is a testament to community, fuzziness, softness, playfulness. It is a knitter’s Mecca, a culture’s “Hey, look at us, God!”
I, for one, am glad some silly Italian came up with this idea. I now want a giant bear stitched and placed in the town square, raising its paws in surrender.
I’d have to say I’m not for the giant bunny. It’s an eyesore.
But the dude who has people touching his belly? Hilarious.
the belly bloke may be cute, but he appears to only own 2 pairs of trousers.
Well, one for washing, one for wearing. Who needs more than two?
Stunt: Perhaps you could knit him a pair of trousers? Or even better: A KILT!
Hmm…now I want a kilt made, as well…