And now, a post-Valentine’s gift brought to you by the angel of Mixed Media Art. Wear it in good health.
What is the appropriate response to this? Should one say “thank you”? Or even “Thank you?” Lift up one’s top and give the giver a show, in a general mardi gras celebration of love and cheap plastic beads? Reach for a Scrabble dictionary?
All of these at once? You could hurt yourself like that.
There’s just a little too much going on here to sort out the artist’s intent. If the media is the message, the media is not just mixed, but whipped to stiff peaks and gently folded into the batter. We’ve got scrabble tiles, buttons, beads and beads and beads–I think that’s a planarian at the bottom there. Nothing says love like a flatworm.
It sounds more like a question than a statement. Qe? Qe indeed. Bury your love to me in an ocean of beads and strings and glass drops. I will still find it. I just won’t be able to understand it. But I love you too. If I tell you that, will you put down the box? It’s weirding me out. Don’t worry, it won’t be any less special if I can’t see it.
It’ll be more special.
But really, isn’t it what’s inside that counts?
That is, unless you’ve already finished what’s inside. Never mind.
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