DESK FIRES | K. Lav
Added August 2005
Take that TPS reports!
I find it intriguing that the artist decided that everything on the desk should be aflame. Everything, that is, except the desk itself. Essentially leaving us all with a blank canvas of "desk": a veritable airport for heaping and neglected mail, scraps of fabric, dog-eared fashion magazines, dead AA batteries ejected from weary television remote controls, super-late birthday wishes, and all manner of overdue-notices, parking infraction reminders, and spent tampon cartridges. Good luck, "artist"!
I find it intriguing that the artist decided that everything on the desk should be aflame. Everything, that is, except the desk itself. Essentially leaving us all with a blank canvas of "desk": a veritable airport for heaping and neglected mail, scraps of fabric, dog-eared fashion magazines, dead AA batteries ejected from weary television remote controls, super-late birthday wishes, and all manner of overdue-notices, parking infraction reminders, and spent tampon cartridges. Good luck, "artist"!
-- Senior Norcono
I think we've all had days of blaze and pyrotechnic glory, conflagrations of the soul. I may have inspired one or two my own damn self.-- Dr. Klesko