Project Description

I just discovered today that the full title of this piece is a poem:

Tastes Like Chicken

The cellophane is so old it’s yellowed,
the industrial underpinnings are in disarray,
even though a dog once lay there,
they always say it tastes like chicken.


Well, I’m very sure that makes the piece much more comprehensible, but hopefully not so much that it inches on over into the banal. In this piece I reckon my digital transmogrification process went bezerk. Occupational hazard I suppose.Anyhow it’s another abstract surreal digital art painting.