Dinosaur Bones
I wanted to find a dinosaur fossil, badly.
Making visible the "aesthetic envelope" that expresses and shapes feeling, belief, and moral conviction.
I wanted to find a dinosaur fossil, badly.
These totems keep me centered and help focus my thoughts when I got driving duty.
Anyone with five cents could buy one, but I didn’t know that at the time.
One of the first machines invented and used primarily by women.
A mysterious relic created by routine, familiarity, and sentimentality.
Its inner workings make me think of it as a miniature Modernist building.
My talisman keeps me vigilant, wary of the complex bait and switch skills of confidence men.
The hatchet is of Swedish manufacture, and thrums with northern virtues.
It was frayed and melancholy and only slightly hopeful and right up my alley.
Scores of Kennedy souvenirs were produced during his lifetime; this one is eerie.
It is ridiculous that there would be so many political valances to this sequined piece of shit.
The scientific method is at work, in this coffee/juice shop.
An effort to class up the package.
The 1985 Leech action figure was the hero in all of my imaginary adventures.