damien

MAN INADVERTENTLY DISPROVES DAMIEN HIRST IN HIS SHED
Story by : Pg. Paint
Rural, Ga.
March 4th, 2006

It is a small shed. Built for other purposes and housing a few over the years. Now its rotted boards hang off of a cinder block base, seeping turpentine into the air.
It was in this shed that Eggtooth, fumed and alienated, poured out the Face Of God.
At approximately 11 pm on March 3rd, under several white lights and several solvents. A pulling wind in the cold.A powder of blue and textures. God's face appeared and stated:" Athucra Min Cios."
He wrote in on the wall phoenetically and has only been able to deduce it as signs of mental breakdown, chemical inhalation, or The Voice of God...
Because of the images fragile and transitory stability it has since settled out into the suggestion of something very marketable. A pot of flowers in a blue sky or something. an american dream?
"Who cares?", says Eggtooth. "It was fun." He has digitals photographs,photographs that he maintains will remain only for personal use.
Well, we care Eggtooth. WE CARE. and we want to thank you for all you do everyday.and we will wait for your death. somewhere else. because it stinks in here.