the chickens step through the paint troughs and make an evil eye painting with the help of the round feeder.
these folks are making giant paper sculptures out of sunflower stalks. they're chopping them up with an old feed cutter run off a hit-and-miss (this link is to the best hit and miss video ever). the pulping is being done in the base of an old concrete-stave silo. mesh silage covers are used as sieves. after using these in a big museum installation they'll feed them to the sheep.
when this person's best buddy hinted that a new wood toilet seat might be nice a full-on super-throne-seat response was in order. after perfectly eyeing-up the bowl contour this person will be doing alot of hand sanding to avoid nasty splinters.
a perfect time to revisit our hit song about our hot-rodded 1930s Kohler toilet. it features a whirlpool side flush and has been converted to a bottom filling ballcock.
this person is drawing pictures of pigs, on these pigs, using cattle markers. these hogs enjoy contemplating hyperreality. does their represented form simply imply tasty pork or is the complexity of their own individuality sum-up-able in a simple, expressive line drawing? is swine existence steeped in the modern or have they moved beyond, thinking of themselves as commodity-capital and consumer-citizen simultaneously? is the love they feel their own or just part of a greater force totally outside of their being?
the minute this person was given an old airplane propeller they knew they had to make a pete (this link is to the greatest 3:56 artwork ever made clothed) whirligig. this really plays, although they used an encore rickenbacker copy rather than the real deal. it's being tuned to an open d.