I quit. I quit internet. I quit computers. I quit looking at things. I quit life. Humanity is already perfected with this. No more need to continue. The mission is complete.
Kuku - Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a frickin' big television, choose washing machines. Choose to see a giant c*ck and balls in every inanimate object.
(I'm disturbed by the lack of the room decoration mushrooms and metal rods)
There's a certain penetrating quality that these sculptures have — I can't quite wrap my head around it, but I'd like to. Anyway I'm the curator of the museum route and you're more than welcome to join if you want.
(I'm disturbed by the lack of the room decoration mushrooms and metal rods)
Luv it.