just in from daiel...this sculpture, a fruit meat carving, is capturing the essence of something. a phantasm of hairless wonder, the childlike stare with lolita-esque charms. its in the jewelry and the come-hither expression. the olive dead eyes that say hit me, smell me, spit out my seeds.
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"Fruit meat" has got to be one of the most horrible terms I have ever heard.
Keep it up.
But she looks so pretty. And I want to smash her too, right after I lick her cheeks. Bad watermelon girl.
This sculpture also screams burn victim, right?
She's so serene how could she be a burn victim but yes the bloody bright pink says I've been flayed.
Or, holy crap, I just had all of my skin peeled off.
FB, this is genius. Any second now she will blink, smile, spit out a seed.
I must obtain my own fruit friend to entertain my fruitfly friends at home. They will be ecstatic.
like a chia pet, but different!
my stare suggests a deeer understanding of human misdeeds.
this reminds me of a cruise I went on with my entire extended family. There were towel animals and strange creatures made from fruits and veg. My sister had sex with a cruise musician.
those sexy cruise musicians will get ya every time! i hope he wore an electric blue rayon suit with a black cumberbund.
i wonder if i could get a job carving fruit meat for a cruise ship?
i took pictures FB. i'll have to show you the marvels of cutting. I think you would be excellent at this job and I can only imagine the fantastical burn victims just waiting to be unearthed. You are michaelangela.
hams, i think you should join me. think of the possiblities:
fruit meat
ice
soaps
butter
lard
towels
napkins
I posted this picture on another board a little while ago, and it was universally reviled. My favorite response was this:
"What gives you the right to post that type of shit?"
Victories in life are few, but I think we can all agree that's one of them.
FB, I will join you. Let us carve lard in unison.
Daiel. Count the victories! Fruit meat is wrong.
I want to kiss her flayed face.
If fruit meat is wrong, I don't want to be right.
Send me money now please.
I went to an awards luncheon for an author at the beige. I am drunk and going into sugar shock. It's great.
let me describe the one particular piece. i think it would be called something like 'joyful woman'. it was carved, slightly angled, out of a piece of wood so it is all carvey. and painted primary colors with that sante fe style. the arms are upraised and it has wires that stick out for hair. arthur found it so disturbing when we were home once that he hid it away, i think.
you told your mom that she had finally gone too far.
pd, i love the drunks at beige. did you win a trophy at the lunch?
for most lovable pd?
pd, did you seriously get those items in a GIFT bag? For reals?! a bar of soap and some toothpaste?
that is the worst gift bag i have ever heard of. terrible. no offense, of course, but who is the audience here? a bar of irish spring?! a pen? did they stock these gift bags by going down the local rite aid travel bins?
raided donations to homeless shelters?
a toothbrush is actually useful - yes.
i don't know how you guys do it. i live on almost nothing here, less than $15,000/year, but i have a 2bdrm, 2bth apt that includes heat and hot water for $600/month. it is in a nice area.
but i am still struggling very much so. deferred my student loans again, no car, no insurance. thrift store shopping. i really need to go to a dentist.
sometimes i think about moving to ny, but then i think if i can barely get by here how on earth would i do it there? sometimes you are my heroes, sometimes i think we should all move to detroit or new mexico.
i have left the watermelon lady topic. i don't like the mole-seeds on her neck.
I know it's wrong but I think about leaving all the time. I dont' know where I would go but sometimes it's just so oppressive. That's me, no savings, no health insurance, living off spouse, no kids. Lame. Someone shoot me. New Mexico...I have heard it's nice.
i used to live in albuquerque. it is BEAUTIFUL. the land of enchantment.
the Sandia Mountains overlook Albuquerque. Sandia is the indian name for watermelon!!
they are called the sandias because at sunset they turn pink like watermelon. they change colors all day long. it is beautiful there.
I think I would like to see this multicolor sunset in the desert. I am ready for an airlift now. Please God, are you there? Please take me to the watermelon mountains.
PS, FB and HP, could you not carve into jello as well?
Juicy.
Isn't this the face-transplant woman? Ah, the miracles of modern science...
the moral of the story is Don't be an Artiste The other day when i was approaching the studio in my rundown section of brooklyn i spotted a brand new art supply store. Wow, I thought - Awesome! Followed immediately by - there are enough artists out here now to support an art supply store? Whoa. followed by the urge to stand on a rooftop and yell to the youngsters "it's not too late, turn away from the dark side! go back to business school. all of your work sucks. just forget it and have a normal life. please, I beg of you. You are young - but soon you will be bitter and poor!"
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