02-09-2012, 02:38 PM
"...the voices of the workers discussing what to make you into"
was it a bunny?
Artists do love to privilege themselves as outside the rest of humanity. Perhaps the sad truth is, artists have just enough imagination to believe that they're more special than the man who takes away their rubbish, but not quite enough energy to take away their own rubbish.
was it a bunny?
Artists do love to privilege themselves as outside the rest of humanity. Perhaps the sad truth is, artists have just enough imagination to believe that they're more special than the man who takes away their rubbish, but not quite enough energy to take away their own rubbish.
It could be worse