The Art of Trash Art

Oh my god, it's true. One man's trash IS another man's treasure. And one man's ceiling is another man's floor, but that only applies to art if you're hanging mobiles or installing light fixtures. I pondered, lonely as a clown, my 96-year-old friend Velma Englehard as she swerved and swayed in her station wagon while perusing my River of Strange for outstanding garbage contributions by my neighbors on trash pick-up day. The roof of Velma's car was heavily laden with the day's bounty. Day-old bread from Food Lion, half a window air conditioner unit, parts of lawn mower, and a rolled-up piece of Astroturf... ... read more

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Yes, it has begun. And I will continue by submitting to the cigarette machine redux application process. ... read more

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Did it. Sent in preliminary  application for first level of juried consideration. Is this a positive first step toward Assemblagist Legitimacy or an Exercise in Folly? ... read more

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9. Yes, it is finally the destination of intellect.

I've known him for years although no one else around me is aware of this. The Scientist. The clues, available to those who would seek them, dictated my response to 9. The Experiment determines the outcome of the generational discourse. It is within the machine limitations of the intellect sought to derail the locomotion of progress. The gallery of My 9? It is within the link hereto prescribed within. Seek it, define it. Become 1 with 9. ... read more

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Local obituary reports death of salesman who resided on Rattlesnake Ave. Those of us who live on Terrapin Track Road and Lizard Slip mourn his passing. ... read more

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