I work in a record store. Often people bring in stacks of records without covers, invariably trashed, scratched, moldy, warped. It's a rare soul, though, that seizes a lost album cover as an opportunity for new art. While appreciative of Dreama's efforts, I kinda like how it looks like someone chopped off Al Green's head and tossed it in the lake, fluids flowing out of the orifices as the head sinks downward, "let's stay together" echoing as some obsessive mantra...
Dreama Kay was detail oriented, too.
Then there are those that are just born awesome. Clearly this painter had zero tolerance for perspective. Either that, or that's actually a giant playing an upright bass like a cello. Or maybe the violinist is a Very Small Person. Either way, it's a case where the art is the initial attraction; I don't know that I would've noticed Chabad Nigunim's record otherwise.
I work in a record store. Often people bring in stacks of records without covers, invariably trashed, scratched, moldy, warped. It's a rare soul, though, that seizes a lost album cover as an opportunity for new art. While appreciative of Dreama's efforts, I kinda like how it looks like someone chopped off Al Green's head and tossed it in the lake, fluids flowing out of the orifices as the head sinks downward, "let's stay together" echoing as some obsessive mantra...
Dreama Kay was detail oriented, too.
Then there are those that are just born awesome. Clearly this painter had zero tolerance for perspective. Either that, or that's actually a giant playing an upright bass like a cello. Or maybe the violinist is a Very Small Person. Either way, it's a case where the art is the initial attraction; I don't know that I would've noticed Chabad Nigunim's record otherwise.
You must be pretty lonely without me to start a whole blog to have someone to talk to. Don't worry, I will make it not so quiet very soon.
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