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Lassen by the Full Moon (Experiments in Night Photography)
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Barbie Flambé
Some people said it would be a shame to burn my work, and as fond as I was of what I had made, there was only reason I made this piece:
Burn the witch! Burn her!
Don't feel too badly for her; she died a noble death: for art. When I found her for fifty cents in the thrift store, she had already been victim of a dog attack. The poor one armed Barbie would never again have a little girl choose her to play with, to grow up loathing her thunder thighs, bulging belly, and huge ass without realizing why, thus making her the perfect subject and "sacrifice".
Burn the witch! Burn her!
Don't feel too badly for her; she died a noble death: for art. When I found her for fifty cents in the thrift store, she had already been victim of a dog attack. The poor one armed Barbie would never again have a little girl choose her to play with, to grow up loathing her thunder thighs, bulging belly, and huge ass without realizing why, thus making her the perfect subject and "sacrifice".
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