As an artist of a kind, I can kind of see the angle, the shallowest level of commentary at play here. But it's the cheap, schlock nature of the execution that disinterests, baffles, then worries me. It worries me because impressionable artistically-inclined people will see this as food for thought, and will then pump more of this unimaginative crap into the world. Tyler Shields and Ms. Eastwood (Clint's DNA no longer has the respect I'd have given it, had the stuff ever crossed my mind) are clearly bored, wealthy, people so high on their own hyper-sexualised, slow-motion pop nothingness, that they resorted to a tactic like this. It was a terrible waste of a bag, even if it was a $179 knock-off. Stick to the boring, boring "flashion" softcore porn you do so "well", and leave objects of nobility alone. Leave it to artists who KNOW how to use the "material" of a perfect, expensive object in the creation of a work which has artistic sentiment of true resonance.
I've of course considered the idea of an "exploded" Hermès icon. The idea of dissecting a bag is an interesting one (though in no way, original), and this could actually be staggeringly beautiful. A Bleu France kelly pressed into waving flag-shaped confetti, painstakingly suspended in a large block of crystal clear resin in the form of a bust of the former First Lady of France yelling in protest, could be an idea, one I just pulled out of my a**.
Any who, I'm sure we're all waiting for the next Shields/Eastwood collaboration with baited breath. And if it doesn't arrive? At least the twosome are very attractive, we can all look at them and once again consider which came first, the chicken, the egg or the deep-fried chicken omelette at 3am, with a VitaminWater and a small baggie of cocaine hilariously paid for by my dad.