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.

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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.