How “Done” Are the Dishes in “Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead,” According to Famous Philosophers
Nietzsche: The dishes cannot be done because they are no longer dishes; they are merely objects awaiting their next social construction by humans.
Nietzsche: The dishes cannot be done because they are no longer dishes; they are merely objects awaiting their next social construction by humans.
Whatever the establishment was, I had zero inkling. Whatever the black circle represented, I was stirred to find out.
I can photograph them from straight away with the bottle centered, straight away with the bottle slightly off-center to the left...
Can’t seem to think of a good slogan. “Minnesota: Chug It Down!” No, that’s not it. “Minnesota: Everybody in the Pool!” Closer, but still no.
The farmer at the pumpkin patch is threatening to stop selling me any more pumpkins because he thinks what I’m doing is “fucked up.”
A new "Bold and Juicy Look" for PIC that includes an all-caps, in-your-face logo proudly declaring, "OUR LETTERS DON'T HAVE TO BE THE SAME WIDTH!"
Hung, Drawn, and Quartered - Contestants sketch public executions, and the contestant with the worst drawing each week is in turn sentenced to death.
Did no one in art school for the past two centuries take any notes in their Michelangelo class? They still spend a semester on me, right?
While you were once regaled with the chimes of wedding bells, you now shrivel before a vinegary antipasto and await the crushing gavel of defeat.
Have you been sculpting a triumphal arch, but can’t nail the reliefs? Are you hammering away at that sarcophagus, but the measurements are all off?
Painting that house took a lot of effort and expense. Despite all I went through to realize an artistic vision, that client has refused to pay.
Contemporary realist Pavel Shpet’s “manic” salt and “depressive” pepper will liven up any dining table. (Well, one of them will liven it up.)