UNIX Gallery in Manhattan opened a show last month that NYU Local described as an “uncannily authentic feeling Buddhist temple.” The catch? Instead of paying homage to non-attachment and compassion, the show venerates, cake, pizza, sushi, and bacon.
The exhibition is titled, “The Foodhist Temple.” While the artist never states that there is a Buddhist connection (beyond the obviously punny title), NYU Local says the gallery is “Built in the style of a traditional Buddhist temple.” Indeed, like in many meditation halls, visitors are asked to remove their shoes at the door, and the space is adorned with rugs and cushions “for comfortable contemplation.” The artist, Peter Anton, describes the temple as “a place of meditation, peace, and happiness — a shrine devoted to the celebration of food and life.”
What do you think, is the show’s Buddhist insinuation a gimmick that attempts to cash in on the Buddhist brand, or is “foodhism” an insightful commentary on our sublime reverence of all things edible?
