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What was on Willem’s plate? Popcorn? Bits of Styrofoam? I see a walnut, maybe a few other nuts. A knife, a dinner roll, and a fish with black boils. What meal is this? The goblet has spilled, and the artist has fallen over between the table and the easel, and he has discovered that natural light really isn’t that bright. Rise again with your brush because the shadows are off, but don’t let your dinner linger. Fish spoils easily, flies gather, and cats are attracted by the smell. Rise again and paint your meal—you’ve got some art to sell.
ReplyDeleteA checkerboard haft makes a nice sight. A haft should be heftier. This knife would do well for eating the fish not filleting it in its raw state. This knife could take cooked flesh off the skeleton. The bread looks decent. Nothing so next-level as the French, but pretty decent for England. The goblet, though, should never have made it to the canvas: hideous, and then more hideous. Fish ages well; but goblets bear the mark of their age. Dada might have brimmed it with piss—but not Duchamp’s. I might drink the piss if it meant a new composition.
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