BTC 5: Dogs frying in the window display

Stripping down the inside of a sturdy box for display appeals to the shabby, the rough and the art crafty. For professional smelling salts, a desire unavailable from the technique. Too dark, too ugly, too comfortably horrendous. At least with faintly noxious essentials on bleed, the carry over from the blocky box to the white cardboard retains a sense of scratch. Thrown out and down the footer of the glass a test of the eyeballs of casual passers-by, unknowing of potential distractions.

Soon Van

Saturday, 31 December 2005 - 10:07

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