https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/488978

Autumn Rhythm

Fifth sister – 10/21/20

…and he dragged her to the museum, literally, forgetting it seemed that he had promised her the best pastrami in the Village…they were nowhere near the Village…even she knew that…just in from LA…but this one, oh my!  Conveniently enough a bench to sit in front of it, for with her legs, and his too…and who would stand a long time, even 20 seconds to view this…thing…this monstrosity…definitely a carefully placed bench…oh, the sly ones at this place…sly, but good, for here she was sitting, miffed…if he knows what is good for him, she’d better get her pastrami in the Village…  Well, then as one sits, what is one supposed to do with this…  Interesting that anyone would call this art…she smiled, she thought it looks like a series of things that rime with art…with all these things, ah, people, running, jumping, scrambling with rhythm to get away…so maybe that is art, and the artist ???…also a sly one putting this over as art…fart art, and she chortled, and snorted, but not too loud, but he heard and turned to her and said, “Oh, so you like this one?”, and she chortled and snorted again because she was good at that, her art, and she smiled at him and said, “Yes, surprisingly I do.  It reminds me a lot of you.”  And he smiled and said thank you, and she chortled and smiled and snorted again…yes, a lot like him…

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