I'm a huge fan of Chandler Burr, especially because he is so passionate about scent and so tends to come off a bit insane. I generally find that sort of zealot personality tiresome (see: religion, politics, food) but I tend to love it when its directed toward art, style and design (including fragrance).
But we can clearly see the materials used to make a building. That's a huge part of the appeal of a Gehry. Why shouldnt we know what's in his stinky insufferable crap?
How about this for a scent installation at the EMPSFMXYZABC: Old Rich Guy's Attic Full of Crap He Likes. They've got the curved walls and the crap, all they need are some placards and a really passionate olfaphile like Mr. Burr to sell it. If they don't have room for the placards, maybe we can sell P-Al some more land on the cheap so they can expand.
Fnarf, dammit, you beat me to the fart joke. Surely they would not be so offensive as to dissect your fart ingredient by ingredient, but rather see it as a whole. I'd hate to see Burr inflamed -- but farts are flammable...
Another thought -- what about an olfactory (f)art-in, whereby several (dozen?) people visit the exhibit and do their best to out-olfactory the odorous art?
@8, there's always room for more. You could be over there, enjoying the results of nine stale PBRs, while I'm in the far corner preaching the gospel of beans.
—EMP 2013
Still, oenophiles freak out together fine, so maybe I'm wrong.