I suppose what I don't like is to see the things that once so cleanly threw off the past situated among things that seem only to say the past, the past, the past.
July 11, 2004
Antiques of the 1960s.
Antiques from the 1960s make me uneasy. Here's an anthropromorphic bottle ("Mr. Bottle") embracing a shiny rocket, a large sculpture that served as a window display for a liquor store.
I suppose what I don't like is to see the things that once so cleanly threw off the past situated among things that seem only to say the past, the past, the past.
I suppose what I don't like is to see the things that once so cleanly threw off the past situated among things that seem only to say the past, the past, the past.
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