there i was in late middle age cut loose in a thoroughly looted, bankrupt nation whose assets had been sold off to foreigners,
a nation swamped by unchecked plagues
and superstition and illiteracy
and hypnotic TV, with virtually no health services for the poor.
Where to go? What to do?
Words: from Hocus Pocus by Kurt Vonnegut (1990)
Images: Jacob Whibley
Thursday, February 23, 2012
no prayer for dead gods
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18 comments:
very beautyful art
very nice blog and thanks for info
thanks very much for sharing
betty and friends
So funny! I like this post.
That top picture has something about it that I keep being drawn to. Thank you for sharing it.
ich will ganz von dem Dinge ab ober los
Really good blog so far, keep it up.
Your Art is unique and very creative. Everyday you see something different and yours is today´s difference
@Window Shutter in Irvine:: Thank you for your keen kindness. The images are the work of incredible artist Jacob Whibley, so I can't take credit/
really cool :D
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