Check out these pictures: dangling dry-cleaning hangars, a mural of duck sauce packets, flickering fluorescent light bulbs (which undulated in such a mesmerizing pattern it was hard to look away from them), and crumpled and laquered trashbags. Too bad I couldn't get pictures of the interconnected rings of pvc pipe or the sculpture of twisted baloons--they were awesome too.
My favorite? The corner of the room full of packing peanuts that were occasionally blasted into the air by industrial fans.
flying packing peanuts
3 comments:
*L* I think you wrote this whole post 'cause you just wanted to say the words "my boyfriend."
Nope, I didn't even think of that. In fact, I removed them just to prove that point.
LOL No need to remove them. I believe you. I just enjoy giving you a hard time, that's all. };^D'
Think of it as a mark of approval.
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