terrifying bursting feeling of love
Oh, where to begin. Ol' Slothy's heart is full to popping with the voluptuous stuffs of life. Thank you from the heart o' me bottom to those responsible: you know who you are, you producers of wanton gorgeousness and fun!
One of whom is Mr. David Humphrey, whose drastically intervened-with inflatable snowmen at Triple Candie are more complex, funny, surprising, and significant than you can imagine. Click on the thumbnails for a closer look:
They were damned exciting, and even more so because of their sneaky slow-burn acrobatic transfomation from Wal-Mart kitsch into real, contextually content-laden (but fun! again with the sneaky), great fucking art. How'd he do that?
And p.s., they're even better with the gallery lights turned off.
posted by sloth @ 12:21 AM
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Sloth, I would like to ask you to become a member of my community's literary group. You are very kind to the old man to say these things. DH is a lucky man to have this kind of buttressing. We like your close interpretations and exciting photo montage down here in these parts.
Definitely better with lights off! Then the true love lounge nature emerges. Time to be one with the many men, get caught up in their subversive ways.
UF, you really have to see this brilliant work to appreciate it. The photomontage doesn't convey the full immersional experience, plus I forgot to take photos of the all-important anal area and snowman droppings.
Beigeness yesterday meant no-beige today. Slothy is bound for the pain arena and shaq this frigid morn.
Go Sloth. I am thinking pain arena is in my future today too. That and class prep. It's that time in the semester where I start to become convinced I am failing. To be a good teacher. Oh well. Good times are in your future at the shaq, I can feel it in me gonads.
we saw the show through the mail slot and honestly DH, it didn't look like much. Why did you neglect this critical point of view?
Dissapointedly yours,
You kids are superheros with the pain arenas you enter on your own volition.
I prefer to cut my fat off with a large carving knife and hide the scar-tissue with strategically placed rhinestones attached to a layer of see-through flesh-colored mesh that i wear under my street clothes.
I'm off to the refinery myself, have a great painting day.
Painting day was pretty good, not bad, the usual... there are too many of that kind, not enough of the hop-up-and-down kind. Need more of those.
MM, you are undoubtedly a kick-ass teacher... your vivacious enthusiasm is enough to carry the whole damn school. By the way, I personally tracked down each of your students and grabbed them by the collar & made them promise to do all of their assignments, or else... hope that's okay?
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