Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts

The worst thing I've ever done...

Little Z said,
"That is so low."
Yep.

I know what you're thinking. You want it. But it isn't for sale! This magnificent magic marker drawing on wood is going to hang in our bathroom! 

Everybody poops. Be prepared.

I have no idea what that means, either. 

That's an umbrella in the lower right corner, by the way. (In case my amazing drawing talents were leaving you wondering.)


Artist Statement
My work explores the relationship between new class identities and daytime TV.
With influences as diverse as Kierkegaard and Miles Davis, new insights are synthesised from both simple and complex discourse.
Ever since I was a pre-adolescent I have been fascinated by the essential unreality of the zeitgeist. What starts out as triumph soon becomes manipulated into a manifesto of greed, leaving only a sense of chaos and the prospect of a new beginning.
As wavering phenomena become distorted through diligent and diverse practice, the viewer is left with a clue to the edges of our future.

Some Unexpected Poop Flingers

We have been potty training the bunnies, Jingle and Tree. However, they still have some interesting habits. Namely, they like to throw their poop. I've never actually seen them doing it, and you've got to wonder just how they do it, but I can't deny that it must be happening. You find their little poop pellets in the oddest places.


How is this even possible?



No one is talking.


Just a bunch of stuffed animals; nothing to see here. Move along... [I like how Jingle always hangs out by Little Z's toys, and she looks like one of them! I guess she actually is one of them. She's just, you know, real.]