Plug Me In, Turn Me On
God knows what I was dreaming about but I woke up and the first thing I did was this. It's a collage not a metaphor. Currently living in an ex mental day care centre and I found a curious collection of informational photographs, crying out for a collage or two. These pictures of plugs were my favourite.
|Plug Me In, Turn Me On|
After creating another masterpiece, the first person I had to tell was Facebook. It turns out that Facebook can’t handle a few pieces of paper stuck together, crafted simply with an eye for detail and glue. Facebook can handle the hideous sites devoted to woman’s breasts and arses and all manor of other shameful public shows and grotesque acts of the morally unfaithful. Committed by actual people- Not by paper.
She's allowed to be on facebook
But I'm not.
|Amy Childs is having her tits done.|
|Mother Earth Sucks|
|Post card sent from Amsterdam|