Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Art for the Blind

Our Art teacher had this idea we should make Art for the Blind. She said “tactile”, which sounded good. What it meant was razor-blading avocado remnants from DeLuxe Carpet, owned by Caro Szczepanski’s dad, a successful businessman in our downtrodden steel town... successful, at least till the bankruptcy rumours. Caro herself seemed untouched by squalor, steel or shag. In vintage petticoats, with her ash-blonde hair now covered with a cloche, now stuck with charcoal crepe magnolias, she floated obstinately through the cafeteria’s French-fried fug. She was Art – a perpetual, brave performance of it – and we, too blind to see.

Image: Wayfair.

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