By Mark David Blum, Esq.

If ever there was a symbol that eulogizes the Fair and best demonstrates the miserable policy of ‘family friendly’, it is this year’s butter sculpture. Featuring two cows delivering milk by riding in a milk truck, that is the message being sent. Boring, mundane, and absolutely lazy.

I am sure the butter sculpture took some time and a skilled hand. But c’mon, aren’t we entitled to something more challenging than a pat of butter with some minor carvings made into it? One State Fair has Yoda as its butter sculpture. New York cannot even find a title for its fiasco.

It would appear that the sculpture was either quickly thrown together as an afterthought (woops, we forgot to do the butter sculpture) or worse, the laziest most benign artist was hunted down and convinced to create a work of art that is no work at all.

There is no color, no artistry, no emotion, no expression of New York. It is just a dumpy lopsided milk truck with a couple seriously underfed cows hanging off of it.

While I may miss the sculptures that once showed a family dressed in workout clothes and which included a well defined camel toe, it isn’t necessary to go that far. But we are not captives in a psychiatric hospital and are not here to see therapy in action. The butter sculpture deserved more time and attention than it got. It has all the life and joie d’vie of our State’s government. Bland, boring, and ineffective. Maybe that is the subliminal message of the artist.