When I go to an art museum, I want to see the craziest shit they can throw at me. I like looking at the old paintings and seeing the layers of paint and admiring the talent that went into it, but throw something titled Red #2 or Untitled and shit is about to get real. I want to have to figure out if there is actually art there or not. I want to look at the goddamn wall and think it's art and have the curator tell me that it's just a wall. I want the curator to tell me a dick joke and then tell me it's part of an art exhibit. I want to eat pasta and look at paintings of absolutely nothing.
One of my favorite sculptures is Cloud Gate, or as most people know it, the Chicago bean. Anish Kapoor fucking hates that people call it the bean and take pictures if themselves reflected in it and so on. I love that that bougie fuck's overwrought overpriced big-ass statement piece has had its original intention taken away and recontextualized by the masses that visit it as a funhouse mirror shaped like a bean. It's not a big fancy sculpture, it's an interactive piece that's free to see and touch.
.... What did he want it to be?
Apparently Kapoor has come around on the name, which I think is a great example of how art can change its artist.