Few things tickle me more than bad art.
That’s why I enjoy Judah Friedlander, that funny hairy dude from “30 Rock” who urinates in jars and keeps them in his office. He also collects bad art.
Here are a few highlights from Judah Friedlander’s bad art gallery (http://judahfriedlander.com/gallery.htm):

You can’t tell if this guy is a serial killer or the high school star quarterback. Or both.

An artist selling his art. The true artist doesn’t need to go to some fancy, pretentious art gallery. Just pile your sculptures of feline animals into your car, and put them on display. I respect anyone who sells art outdoors at night in a tiny parking lot. And I respect the person who buys art there too. Outdoor art galleries should be more popular.
If you want to laugh extremely hard:
http://judahfriedlander.com/videos/fallon2.htm
http://judahfriedlander.com/videos/fallon1.htm
Did you know there is is not one, not two, but MULTIPLE actual museums of bad art?
From the Museum of Bad Art (www.museumofbadart.org):

A remarkable fusion of ski resort and wolf puppy — stoical in his yellow-eyed silence, frozen beneath the ice-capped peak, Dog eloquently challenges the viewer to re-examine old concepts of landscape.

Larger than life, she purrs with her big bedroom eyes open wide in anticipation, “Hello boys.” Bianka knew, the more hair the better.
From the Official Bad Art Museum of Art (OBAMA) (www.officialbadartmuseumofart.com):

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