unwraps it, what really happened?

There are some who would argue that his work isn’t art just like there are those who would argue that anything that doesn’t involve a ball isn’t a sport. If your definition of art is some pleasing dabs of paint on a canvass in a gallery, then Christo’s work probably doesn’t get it done for you. If you think art should have some sort of clear purpose—like a portrait—you’ll probably be similarly frustrated. Or maybe not. Hold that thought.

The way the story is now told, several New York City administrations ago Christo approached the elected, appointed, and employed keepers of the Big Apple’s virtue about placing a series of temporary orange fabric banners (supported by steel) across some significant portion of Central Park’s walking paths. Christo conceived of them as a series of gates that would usher people here and there through the park. He would raise the money and pay for everything. People would come and have a look around. Later the whole thing would come down and go away. Presumably there would be nothing but upside for the city.