What better way to comment on the inherent gluttony in American culture than to throw the crap we eat back in our faces? Pamela Michelle Johnson calls teach one an American Still Life, but she might as well just call them portraits. I’m pretty sure that the painting of the iced circus animal cookies is actually a painting of me. Except for the big stack of burgers (I don’t need more than one), I would destroy all of those foods. I have kind of a problem with sugar. And by problem I mean torrid love affair. Thanks for making me feel the guilt, Pamela; I really needed that.
Pamela Michelle Johnson
{ 2009 04 24 }
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