Whew, what a bleak and gray day! Time to break out a blast of cheer-me-up, Thrift Town style!
This is obviously some sort of Campbellian rain-and-sun figure, but I’ll be darned if I can figure out exactly what’s going on with his little mythology. I mean, sure, covering the sun with sunflowers is cute, but wouldn’t they burn off? And why fasten jingle bells to the sun-god with what, unless I’m very much mistaken, appear to be pubic hairs?
Why attach jingle-bells to the sun-god at all?
He’s got a real sense of speed, flight, motion, but I’ll be darned if I know where s/he/it’s flying off to, dressed like that…the harvest-deities-only slumber party?
Nice that she took the time to put her face on before gluing on the sunflowers and the creepy jinglebells. It gives the whole thing a sense of occasion. The sun should be concerned with her mascara. The sun is nothing…NOTHING…without glam.
In short, whooosh!
Thrift Town on Manchacha and Stassney, Austin