Jan 01, 2005 23:33
FRIDAY MORNING: The party goods got left in front of the living room couch Thursday night, and Jane figures they're as good a test subject for what seems to have been dubbed 'the art weirdness' as anything else in the house.
If she's experimenting, she may as well be scientific about it, so she snaps a picture of the stuff with her Polaroid and writes the date on it. That done, she settles down in front of the broken TV and starts drawing...
By the end of it, she's got a few empty plastic bags, a scattering of cheese puffs on the couch, and decimated six-packs. Funny, that. It's more or less got nothing to do with what's there now. She shrugs, and signs and dates the drawing anyway.
Saturday morning, she take a photo of the carnage in the living room, which just so happens to match her drawing exactly.
Okay, this is officially getting creepy.