28 December 2005

Poem Three: Dirty Weather

The rain had to be dealt with. It comes down the wall and onto the stairs. When it hits the stairs, the poem reads, DIRTY WEATHER SHOCKIN!


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great blog, Allie. So happy to see the project evolve. Love this month in particular. Reminds me of one of my favorite artists, Roni Horn, and her "You Are the Weather" series. Keep on bloggin'!
-Matthew, NYC

4:20 a.m.  
Blogger Alice Lyons said...

Thanks Matthew. How's things in yer Kitchen? I don't know that Roni Horn project--I'll check it out. Allie

10:26 a.m.  

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