Culture on the Cheap
Audience Participation Time: Dress Sal Up With Your Love!
Whenever the weather was dreary (like today) my mother always made sure I had plenty of activities to keep me busy. She learned pretty early on this was a good policy as otherwise I would find ways to keep myself entertained —most of which were highly amusing but nonetheless destructive. Dumping sand from a jade plant into my parent’s water bed in the wee hours of the morning and raiding their spice cabinet and proceeding to dump the contents into a pile in the middle of my bedroom floor, I have been told, were a couple of my feats as a toddler. To this day she doesn’t know how the hell I pulled off the latter— and neither do I for that matter.
Anyhoo, I’ve been whiling away this craptastic afternoon by working on a little project. Which brings me to this.
Ever since I learned the good news about Sal a week ago I simply cannot get him off my mind. I really want to meet this chap —if for no other reason to meet the man “behind the mask” and give him a few wardrobe pointers. Alas, I doubt this will ever happen. So I have (with a little help from the Internets) created my own Sal.
What do you want Sal to wear and where? Do download/print the above jpg, modify as necessary and return it to me at missheather (at) newyorkshitty (dot) com. or better yet dump it in my photo pool. It’s a lot more fun than working and besides, I’d love to see what you all come up with! Now if you don’t mind off in search of a pair of bunny ears.