Sunday, February 26, 2006

 

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Mystery Excellence

Gree C. Hair has sent me this beautiful image, but I'm not allowed to say anything about it.
Can't even name her real name, I mean, the artist's real name, and then send it through the channels of the Just Because Department. Because that would be saying something about it. So instead I'll say nothing.
I'll just let it speak for itself. Though I don't think she'd mind if I said that it doesn't stand alone. It's got others like it, with little differences, working together to form a larger thing. A thing of beauty, for sure. A thing I hope to be allowed to tell you about when it's done.

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I love this image!!! What am I looking at I can hardly guess. Is it a diorama of latent aggression? Is the dog on the can the realest way to express feeling? The dog is the departed soul of its master, the barking ferocious exciting dog has jumped out of its master, onto a containing closed can. I am so sad. I want those clumsy green clodhoppers to cause ambulation in the toilet paper tube person. The dog is barking onward towards the next scene...what will happen next??
 
I have changed my mind. The dog on the can is not aggressive in any way, he is just really excited and wants to jump off his can. He wants to play-pounce, not pounce-attack.
 
Oh Mountain Man
why didn't I know you when I was writing my thesis the time and energy I could have saved by just paying you to do it
and to think you were just a few turnpike exits away...
 
Hi. Wow thanks for those nice things Sea Monkee and Gree C. You make me very excited to write more. I am blushing, you can count on that. Even my bum is blushing, it's velvety. You guys are fun to know in the ether. And there are certain images that have the potential to generate many words...so rock it Gree C. Hope to see more.
 
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Thanks Capt'n. I just wanted to make extra double sure that you and your hamster identity is not a-shambling. I am very sensitive and so I may not always catch humor but I want to, I am dedicated to catching it, there was no failure on your part, just my own hamster worry that I had stumbled into a mess up. This is part of my metal illness. It relates to tin cans somehow.
 
Hearts to you AND your mental illness, MM!
 
Is toiletpaper tube man wearing a jaunty vest or are those his big brown brests?
The vest nipples are repeated in the can lable, the dog appears to be barking to get out of his can lable jail cell which is being invaded by the nipple like virus.
This piece is obviously about a transitioning transexual dealing with the issues that abound.

And the nipple smears on the shoes? i rest my case.
 
Corny. You are a seer. Perhaps we can open up a stand together on Coney Island and ask people to bring in artworks to interpret. In order to get your fortune told, you must bring in an artwork, a collage, a diorama, a drawing. We will channel the truth of the clawed goddess into the sweaty palms of paying customers. I will grow a third arm.
 
I'm sitting here on the couch laughing, ya'll, and I just hope gree c. sees what you've said.
 
Around our parts we have decided to say noodle when something is so funny, like noodles are coming out your nose, you're laughing so hard....so
SEAMONKEE, NOODLE!
 
that is a masterpiece
 
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I love this image!!! What am I looking at I can hardly guess. Is it a diorama of latent aggression? Is the dog on the can the realest way to express feeling? The dog is the departed soul of its master, the barking ferocious exciting dog has jumped out of its master, onto a containing closed can. I am so sad. I want those clumsy green clodhoppers to cause ambulation in the toilet paper tube person. The dog is barking onward towards the next scene...what will happen next??

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 10:36 AM  

I have changed my mind. The dog on the can is not aggressive in any way, he is just really excited and wants to jump off his can. He wants to play-pounce, not pounce-attack.

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 10:50 AM  

Oh Mountain Man
why didn't I know you when I was writing my thesis the time and energy I could have saved by just paying you to do it
and to think you were just a few turnpike exits away...

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7:35 AM  

Hi. Wow thanks for those nice things Sea Monkee and Gree C. You make me very excited to write more. I am blushing, you can count on that. Even my bum is blushing, it's velvety. You guys are fun to know in the ether. And there are certain images that have the potential to generate many words...so rock it Gree C. Hope to see more.

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 7:49 AM  

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By Blogger Mountain Man, at 12:43 PM  

Thanks Capt'n. I just wanted to make extra double sure that you and your hamster identity is not a-shambling. I am very sensitive and so I may not always catch humor but I want to, I am dedicated to catching it, there was no failure on your part, just my own hamster worry that I had stumbled into a mess up. This is part of my metal illness. It relates to tin cans somehow.

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 12:44 PM  

Hearts to you AND your mental illness, MM!

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 1:02 PM  

Is toiletpaper tube man wearing a jaunty vest or are those his big brown brests?
The vest nipples are repeated in the can lable, the dog appears to be barking to get out of his can lable jail cell which is being invaded by the nipple like virus.
This piece is obviously about a transitioning transexual dealing with the issues that abound.

And the nipple smears on the shoes? i rest my case.

By Blogger Corny, at 4:04 PM  

Corny. You are a seer. Perhaps we can open up a stand together on Coney Island and ask people to bring in artworks to interpret. In order to get your fortune told, you must bring in an artwork, a collage, a diorama, a drawing. We will channel the truth of the clawed goddess into the sweaty palms of paying customers. I will grow a third arm.

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 4:18 PM  

I'm sitting here on the couch laughing, ya'll, and I just hope gree c. sees what you've said.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 7:15 PM  

Around our parts we have decided to say noodle when something is so funny, like noodles are coming out your nose, you're laughing so hard....so
SEAMONKEE, NOODLE!

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7:26 AM  

that is a masterpiece

By Blogger ZS, at 8:55 PM  

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