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chrissy caviar
The Decordova's new show, while no Pat Keck, is still, well, exactly as weird as expected. (This is a good thing.) Essentially, a study in self-portraiture; artists with cancer, artists with their parents, artists with their parents with cancer... this made me glad I didn't try too hard to get anyone to join me. (Aside from my being on that side of 128 already, and the weather being craptastic...)
However, one of the pieces that, I, as a sicko, found rather amusing, was the Chrissy Caviar, which adds up to a dozen eggs. Human eggs. The label was a delight, reminding me of George Carlin suggesting that Caucasian sounded like a mountain range (which may in fact be where the term originates?)
However, one of the pieces that, I, as a sicko, found rather amusing, was the Chrissy Caviar, which adds up to a dozen eggs. Human eggs. The label was a delight, reminding me of George Carlin suggesting that Caucasian sounded like a mountain range (which may in fact be where the term originates?)