When you have a very public garden (although garden may be putting too fine a point on it; play-space may be a better term, although there is a giant compost pile, there is a canoe to collect rain, and there are things that grow, including, currently, collards, fennel, baby broccoli and bunches of seeds), you have to expect some foolishness, some playfulness. And I do. This time after taking a workshop with Bob Rizzo about assembling unlike items — like drilling and gluing a pig’s head on a stick — I put the final project in the garden only to pull up one day and see someone else had another vision, another use for the skull, something involving the plastic legs of a doll. Tomfoolery strikes again! Keep the party alive, that’s what I say.
Tomfoolery strikes again!
