Text conversation between me and my neighbor, Lisa, last night:
Me: My daughter is dropping valentines off in your mailbox for your daughters. One is decorated with a twig, dryer lint, a small plastic wine bottle and a puzzle piece. I have no explanation.
Lisa: No explanation necessary. I totally get it.
UPDATE: Perhaps this is an improvement over last year's valentine or her very first art installation.
11 comments:
Oh no. Now the Tea Party wants to strip your daughter's NEA grant.
I find her work inspiring. I get it: Love is natural, messy, addictive, and a puzzle that can never be completely solved.
This has "Memento 2" written all over it.
Straight Guy - But of course! I have no idea how I missed that. She is so deep.
Mooooog - I cannot believe I did not link to her previous artworks. I'll do that now...
what, no boogers? Feces?
Your daughter is Yoko?
I assume a shards of glass and anthrax valentine awaits me in my mailbox?
SUAR - Not that I know of. *Throwing away valentine and hand sanitizing just in case*
Lacochran - Totally. My little Yoko.
Tante - Yes. And you thought she didn't care. She does care...TO HURT YOU.
Man, I didn't get any valentines in my mailbox - much less one with such creative effort!
Megan - What's your address? I just did a load of towels...
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