Darkroom
“Stu looked more like a Minnesota logger than an art teacher, with a massive brambly beard and a red checkered shirt and jeans that could have comfortably accommodated Jim and Stu in each leg. Stu had a theory that everything was art, particularly after seven beers. A shopping cart was art, because you filled it with things that revealed your soul.
‘Stand behind any woman at the supermarket checkout, and look at what she’s buying. She wouldn’t let you read her private diary, would she? But she’s spreading out her shopping in front of you, and that’s much more intimate than any diary. What does it say about her, if she’s buying twenty-four bargain-price toilet rolls, and six loaves of medium-cut white bread, and four gallons of milk, and thirty cans of dog food, and a box of incontinence pads, and a dozen Hungry Man TV dinners, and a can of drain unblocker, and a copy of National Enquirer? It says everything. It’s a searingly honest self-portrait. Searingly honest! Just because she happ...ens to have created this self-portrait in consumer goods, instead of paint, that doesn’t mean it’s any less meaningful.MoreLess
‘Stand behind any woman at the supermarket checkout, and look at what she’s buying. She wouldn’t let you read her private diary, would she? But she’s spreading out her shopping in front of you, and that’s much more intimate than any diary. What does it say about her, if she’s buying twenty-four bargain-price toilet rolls, and six loaves of medium-cut white bread, and four gallons of milk, and thirty cans of dog food, and a box of incontinence pads, and a dozen Hungry Man TV dinners, and a can of drain unblocker, and a copy of National Enquirer? It says everything. It’s a searingly honest self-portrait. Searingly honest! Just because she happ...ens to have created this self-portrait in consumer goods, instead of paint, that doesn’t mean it’s any less meaningful.MoreLess
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