16"
X 29" clear
acrylic multimedia sculpture painting
John the Beatle Eater fabricated this art piece instructing Mr.S
on the ritualistic procedures of "soul containment".
They stayed to themselves for an entire week all secret and quiet.
I actually complained to the General about this, he gave me a
CD of the White Stripes.
After
listening to it for some time, Teddy stole it from me, and won't
stop reminding me that only Detroit, Michigan could spawn a band
with this much fucking power, and that I can't handle it.