Monday, December 13, 2010

It's not a poem and it's not in a shop


but it's still kinda fun


don't forget the dogs singing launch tonight

12 comments:

Niamh said...

what an anarchic post modern pastiche. A living still life labelled and colonised by the language of another- which could also be interpreted as a challange to capitalism or two fingers to the instabilty of meaning??! Man.

Would you take twenty euro? Ah go on?

Niamh B said...

Niamh, so glad you "got" it. It took us a long time to perfect the mood of oppression and embarrassed "leave me alone while I sleep"-ness portrayed in this piece just using the subject's body language and eyebrow placement. It was an exhausting endeavour, but I think we got there in the end.
I hear twenty euro, any advances on twenty euro now?!....

Titus said...

Oh, my little heart flipped over.
I am not refined.

Niamh B said...

Ah Titus, what you lack in refinedness you make up for in cute wirey haired enthusiasm!

chiccoreal said...

Dear Niamh: do I need bottle bottomed glasses already? What's it say on the pooch! I just got a black pooch for Christmas! So sweet! We'll do launch!

Niamh B said...

hopefully you can click on the pic and get it bigger chicco?!
Great news on you getting one too, good luck with it!

The Dead Acorn said...

I would hang a large print of this in the great room next to the Magritte.

Ce chien n'est pas en vente.

Niamh B said...

I actually went to shops today, armed with camera, forgot to bring my poems!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Grrrr

Thank you Dead Acorn, I know I can count on you to spot a bit of class

Dominic Rivron said...

Well, that puts the mockers on the song then.

Niamh B said...

Well, I suppose it did for that moment...

120 Socks said...

She looks lovely asleep! Is she resting for her role as 'Toto' in the musical version of The Wizard of Oz?

Niamh B said...

she's not asleep, she's concentrating very hard!!