Pablo Reinoso

6 02 2012

This is a bench or soooo youuuouuo thoughtttt. He calls them spaghetti benches. That’s probably because he’s not Italian. I just think that they are benches that are out of control. There must be bi-laws against this sort of thing. Imagine our parks with this sort of thing. The benches would soon be mating with the floral life. And then we’d all be up a tree.This would never be allowed in Toronto. We have a mayor who would put a stop to it.

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Guy Laramee

6 02 2012

When I was in college I dug out the middle of my latin textbook to hide my hashish. This was when mere possession of hashish was a lengthy prison sentence. Guy Laramee carves out landscapes from his books. (If I hadn’t been so stoned I probably would have thought of that first.) Looking at his work is a wonder. And then kind of sickening. I was brought up on books. They are almost sacred vessels. Even the most trashy book has some… value. Maybe. I wonder if Laramee didn’t have a sense of guilt the first time he cut into those holy bindings.

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