His sign appears in the window of the Albany café called The Daily Grind — a locale also pictured in "Man in green sneakers reads Sartre. Dog arrives."
The sculptings look like this, seen from inside the restaurant...
... and this, seen through window static...
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The plague of "artists" continues.
Blaze Foley, Duct Tape Messiah.
Might be worth having along on a dog sled race.
More Progressive Art.
Duct tape. Is there anything it can't do?
Why, it's even underwear!
Maybe retitle Adam and Eve, Althouse + Meade.
I've always found the very term "outside art" or "outsider art" to be revealing of the true nature of the liberal mindset. The very term implies prejudice.
I like them.
Why do people insist on calling it "duct tape" when you know you'd rather say "duck tape"?
Why not use different colored tape?
As Mr. Van Gogh would argue, "He fucked too hard."
Duct tape and fucking.
Don't see those items linked too often in the same sentence.
So...just wtf happened there, Teresa?
See these: http://miriamsideas.blogspot.com/search?q=Scotch+tape
Two words for Teresa: Speed kills.
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