There’s a lot of this “I bought it but it’s not mine” going on. Computers, phones, farm tractors… I did this little art project trying to express that. A locked dictionary. Title: Hard Bound, Bound Hard.

I’m trying to figure out why this photo has such a strong 2000s aesthetic to it.

Because it’s genuine? I dunno. That’s the vibe I got.

I did this during a party at my house. It was my design. We took turns drilling a hole for the chain, a different person put the chain on, another put the lock on, and the last person bent the key till it was un-useable. Locked knowledge. We are starved for knowledge (expensive college), but drowning in information (free advertising).

I should mention that I really like this art piece because it splits people into two groups.

Women HATE it, I ruined a table and you can’t read the dictionary. Men LOVE it, outside the box destruction.

I recently did another piece that split people into rich vs poor. The well-to-do people complain to me and the poor people shake my hand.

Would like Davids stars juxtaposed with the swatchtikas but that could get you in some trouble.