I want my job to be someone that sees clients on a first-come first-serve basis. The line stretching to my office will be populated with the strangest and most ordinary people this side of of the Missisip'. I will sit behind my desk wearing a top hat and a monocle, for this is the attire of the Art Dispenser.
People will come to me in a manner not unlike that of Lucy's on the American comic strip Peanuts. They will sit in a couch which degrades their posture.
They will tell me their woes.
I'll respond "theres art for that". I will then lob a corresponding piece of artwork from my library into their mouth area, in which they will have to catch it with their incisors. Teenage angst? Heres Black Flag's seminal album "My War" in your pearly whites! Feeling blank and despondent? Allow me to toss Albert Camus' The Stranger near the herpes simplex sore I see festering in your mouth!
When "they" come from me I will torch my library and relocate to another location via a system of underground tunnels "The Rats", a gang of juvenile delinquents with anatomy problems and subsequently live in gutters, showed me 5 years ago tonight on an ill fated midnight walk.
Dominick, Art Dispenser.
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