I promised some time ago to post more from my seven deadly sins still life series. Here is sloth. Ever feel like you are stuck with a mess that you didn't make, yet it becomes your problem? The most disgusting roommate I have ever had moved out about 5 months ago...It took Christine and I about 4 hours to clean out the fridge...imagine two bags of rotten ingredients for japanese food. As of late I realize that there are different types of messes that can be left for you to clean up and sort through - not just physical but emotional, social or something much more complicated. We should do like our mothers tell us and leave rooms better than we found them.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Still Life - Messy Life
I promised some time ago to post more from my seven deadly sins still life series. Here is sloth. Ever feel like you are stuck with a mess that you didn't make, yet it becomes your problem? The most disgusting roommate I have ever had moved out about 5 months ago...It took Christine and I about 4 hours to clean out the fridge...imagine two bags of rotten ingredients for japanese food. As of late I realize that there are different types of messes that can be left for you to clean up and sort through - not just physical but emotional, social or something much more complicated. We should do like our mothers tell us and leave rooms better than we found them.
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4 comments:
I can't express to you enough how much I love this picture. And you encapsulated it very nicely with your commentary. I know exactly how you feel.
I agree with Eric. The picture is really interesting, and your description adds so much more. Is it sad that I can relate to the whole slothful roommate thing?
more like it took me 4 hours to clean out while you sat around making horrible faces and gagging, haha. but really, i think you get more and more profound each day with these posts.
I immensely like this picture (immensely), but seriously, you could've made it way grosser. It's a sort of glamorous gross, you know? Sloth ain't glamorous.
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