Saturday, January 17, 2009

No Yolk.

An egg by its very existence implies a spiritual question. But reaching beyond that, this morning’s breakfast, passively finding transformation against the pan, spontaneously took a yin-yang form, embracing a void, inviting the hungry to contemplate the distinction between egg and no-egg, the possibility of simultaneous alternate truths.

Or, read as a two-panel cartoon, maybe it dares the artist to create in negative space.

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