Here we have a feminist commentary that women are idealized either for their bodies or their faces–but not both in one person–thus, dehumanizing them into erotic objects that do not take a full-person into account (air-brushing, body doubles, etc. feed into this). In this case, this heroine chic/anorexic model has been marked up, used, and carelessly discarded, with tens of thousands of other plastic models available to take her place. Although we do not know the gender of the perpetrator of this art–in either case, male or female, hetero, metro, or gay/lesbian/transgendered the body has been rejected instead of cherished. Is this the case of a brother mutilating his sister’s beloved possession? Is this reflective of same-gender loathing on the part of a child? Or is there a progressive artist living in the house sending a message to you, Becky—do not become overly thin—or you could end up like this? Or perhaps it is a shout-out to toy creators to come up with realistic images of women.

Clair, you might be right. I’m still trying to figure out how to approach neighbors I’ve never met and tell them to stop throwing trash out of their window, as it then lands in my yard. Yes, it is a (city) yard.

Dan, I hope you don’t mind that I swiped your image. Even though your hyperlink was very nicely done, there are still those (ahem, Clair), who won’t click off the page.

You should add this one taken this morning.

(can you really call it a yard if you don’t have any grass?)

oh the horror, the drama, the sadness of it all.

Now–back to my real life