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The 80’s throwed up a little

The Sally on 1325 in Round Rock had a fit of unusually striking artwork. Striking in the same sense as that 18-wheeler barreling down on you is striking. Striking like the explosion in The Fifth Element where Bruce flies halfway across a space hotel. The Salvation Army, clearly, likes their artwork loud and proud. So duck, here comes the daisies!

8-31-11SARRFlower1

Owing to a quirk of forced perspective, I’m left wondering if that’s a stem, or the narrow path to a flower-themed amusement park, or maybe a madcap celebration of a single slice of fried bologna surrounded by spectral hearts. The pricetags look like little lean-toos bathing in the majesty of this one amazing, incandescent flower. Do they shield their inhabitants from its glory, or provide them some small amount of modesty as they soak, naked, in its radiance?

Oh, to join them.

Soda…or alien menace?

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The question answers itself, I think. Who let the Joker design Perrier’s publicity campaign? And what is that leering imp? Its lips and nose are human, to stretch the definition a bit, but its eyes are the slit pupils of a cat. A cat who, clearly, likes herself some fizzy drink, and…well, I can’t tell. She’s either happy to share it, or is baring her teeth in a threat display. The jury is still out.

I hope these are both by the same artist. Because I want to track them down and, forcibly but compassionately, adjust their saturation.

July 11, 2012   TV's Jacob
Uncategorized bad art

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2 Responses to “The 80’s throwed up a little”

  1. Reply
    Pag / 9 Aug 2012 5:26am #

    My god… I saw the second image and was…. filled with an incredible rush of familiarity. An incredible rush. I have seen this painting before and I am almost 100% positive it is something done by a classmate in ye old High School Art….

    But I have seen this on the wall before.

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      TV's Jacob / 10 Aug 2012 7:22am #

      Oh neat! I always dream of finding the full story on one of these things! Where’d you see it?

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