Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Love In Any Schizophrenic Language

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:

Straight Guy said...

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.

Moooooog35 said...

This has "Memento 2" written all over it.

Brutalism said...

Straight Guy - But of course! I have no idea how I missed that. She is so deep.

Brutalism said...

Mooooog - I cannot believe I did not link to her previous artworks. I'll do that now...

ShutUpandRun said...

what, no boogers? Feces?

lacochran's evil twin said...

Your daughter is Yoko?

dilettante07 said...

I assume a shards of glass and anthrax valentine awaits me in my mailbox?

Brutalism said...

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.

Megan (Best of Fates) said...

Man, I didn't get any valentines in my mailbox - much less one with such creative effort!

Brutalism said...

Megan - What's your address? I just did a load of towels...

Pigmalion said...

http://cibermendig0.blogspot.com/