it is folly to assume my awesome lies dormant
Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009
I’ve had this post waiting in the wings for some time (get it? I’m so punny!), but since Mincing Mockingbird hit the front page of Etsy today, I figured I’d better publish it before he sold out. You see, I have a thing for bird prints; at last count, I have 23, mostly arranged on one wall in my dining room. I own three of Mincing’s pieces, and you know how at Disney’s Haunted Mansion the paintings’ eyes follow you around the room? His work has a much more soulful kind of creep.
And because the hilarious titles of his paintings–such as the name of this post (and titular print in the book), and the pleasantly misanthropic “Any Poetic Impressions Of Life I Have Are Usually Ruined When Someone Starts Talking”–are on full display, this book would be a prime candidate for leaving propped on your bookcase.
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