No more grants for you, buddy
It was one thing when you did that piece with the dead swans in the hot air balloon or your installation featuring 999 braided mousetails and the music of Steven Seagal. We quite liked your Mushrooms Are Not Forever #65 crocheted wall-hanging and your Throughts On Gum & Dogs Who Are Dead crafted from your own toenails. It was a powerful indictment of both capitalism and Barbie dolls. But - and it pains me to tell you this - I'm afraid that we here at the arts council have finally reached the limits of our patience with you. (Via Videogum)
Didn't I see this guy last year at the Sunnyside Swimming Pool?
Posted by: Leon Arp | September 30, 2010 at 01:58 PM