This and That
Speaking of nowhere MO, this is the one and only place I have been at an academic institution where the graffiti on the bathroom stalls have to do with Jesus loving you. That's right, of the four legible statements on the tampon disposal container, ALL FOUR are about Jesus' love for man. Sigh.
So, anyway, now the real reason I am getting around to posting. I have two pictures of my "art". The first one is called "Souls' Homes". It's a heaven/hell thing. In keeping with the area. I figure most people are going to hell and that if you are being burned to a crisp that you aren't going to be very massive. You can't really see the orange flames in the pic but, in person, the wash turned out just the way I wanted.
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The second one is called "Small Town Hate". I was really pissed off about yet another unsatisfying business exchange. This one at the salon. 3.5 hours of waxing and I still had hair on my body where there wasn't suppose to be any. Oh, and these salon procedures normally add up to about 1.5 hours. Plus, don't get me started on the woman's technique, or rather, lack thereof. I was trying to paint something that reflected ugliness, anger, and a general lack of professionalism and follow-through. For the purpose, I think it turned out pretty good. Its fucking ugly and looks totally unfinished - right in line with this hell hole of a hamlet.

1 Comments:
"Souls' Homes" looks like crispy critters held in suspension. I see the chemistry influence mixed with a healthy dose of fundamentalism. Sorry to hear about the defiled tampon disposal containers btw.
I actual like the second one. Love the title, too. You didn't go to the salon appointment anticipating competence, did you? Oh, you little optimist, you!
Glad to see you're back and haven't lost your sense of humor.
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