And then I watched my coworkers flock:
Yup - that was all it took. A pile is, apparently, not art, so it may be eaten. Amusingly enough, as the pile dwindled over the next hour or so, it found itself turned back into art (by an unknown agent - it wasn't me!):
And once it became art again, no one would eat anymore. Sure, it may seem silly to some - but if you think about it - it's just another great part of the valley. To be surrounded by people who appreciate art and beauty, no matter how rudimentary it may be.