Stepping In The Salad (11)

STEPPING IN THE SALAD (11)

'Ah-ha,' mused the Priestess, extracting a tick. 'So conceptual these days that it just makes me sick. Did you make something pretty or was it just smart? (How I long for some simple pictorial art.)'

'Well.

'We made pictures of vistas without any sky, and horses in kiosks (though, don't ask my why)

'We wrote short lists of words using sans-serif font, like:

'Equality

'Liberty

'&c

'Enfant.

'We drew circles of mud and trod lines in the grass. We kicked down all the cairns that we found on our path  . . .

'A form of neo-brutalism, then? How interesting.'