i gave this a 7 and then forgot to finish voting. I love how this plays on the superficial nature of characters in an allegory. this one is literally full of air.
but we still can't help thinking that it's his bottle of wine... the brain just can't stop itself.
Thought so. Still, one to linger on. Reminds me of Mariuca's essay of October. Putting art into the world again, as part of the process, not part of the scenery.