Anodyne
Thursday, January 17, 2008
 

Tom Otterness -- a sculptor I'm apparently not supposed to like, but really do. Seen in the bowels of the NYC subway system in early summer 2003 and recalled ever since with pleasure and surprise. Mr. Otterness knows Monopoly, Carl Barks, and Karl Marx, by the look of his puzzled little characters. (Somewhere I have a photograph of the Incredible Talking Cats among Otterness' tiny cartoon figures, amused Manhattan commuters ambling by). Recalled today via an email exchange with Jeffrey Boone, who is busily converting a previously not-so-interesting commercial gallery into an ambitious home for several of my closest friends.


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