In the early nineties, I wanted to put something in this local art exhibit in my town called "Artiture,' so I took a directors chair and painted it really bright pink and sky blue and had my dad attach barbed wire where the fabric used to be. Apparently it got a lot more attention at the exhibit than I realized at the time. Also, some people expressed concern about my mental health.
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They look comfy, if you're a cat. Good scrathin', too!
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ReplyDeleteIn the early nineties, I wanted to put something in this local art exhibit in my town called "Artiture,' so I took a directors chair and painted it really bright pink and sky blue and had my dad attach barbed wire where the fabric used to be. Apparently it got a lot more attention at the exhibit than I realized at the time. Also, some people expressed concern about my mental health.
I guess "local" & "my town" is more than kinda redundant.
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People are still concerned.
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ReplyDeletesure, vs, but it will never fit over your couch.
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