Option 1: Avant-weird cubist interpretation of a Bissell Upright.
Option 2: A cat bowl for the psychedelic king-cat and his super-cool entourage, brilliantly conceived to give the impression of a catnip-trip to us lesser humans.
Though I think cats are color-blind. Lucky them.
Option 3: A pop-art cubist fusion of a device which can only be used to compress day-glo alligators into a more manageable size.
Unable to process this level of raw, high school art class-driven artistic freedom, I very much want to give this a function. The wood-block base with dowel, gentle downward slope of the fulcrum, the bowl, and the strange white catch-block could easily form the base of a pet food dispenser, though I’m pretty sure it’d scare the dogs. Even if we filled it with chopped steak and cat poop, they’d back away growling.
I’m sure of it, we tested the theory with one of the attendants.
What do you see in it? There’s a sort of a tail, and a serrated edge, a rather froggy part, a jarring right angle. Maybe it’s a surfing cane toad. Maybe it’s the pyramids, with the Nile river stretching into the distance to be devoured by the sprawling industrial blight of the city. Maybe it’s God.
(As a footnote, our executive producer refused to wear it as a hat, even when I promised I didn’t have my camera with me.)
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