
Elements of a visual garden collage include, but are not limited to: Antique, Italian chess set belonging to the nefarious Matt Grogan, foliage from the tree-line at 57 Central Park South juxtaposed against the sights from waiting waiting at the 96th Street station to leave Heather and Sal's places and all wrapped together for a consummate portrayal of spherical time.
There's also an excerpt from last summer's Times chronicling the public's death-romance with young, 'blighted' arts like Snow, pieces of the 110th Street mural in pastel, and the ovalness of motion coming from the sleek frames of that car always parked on 12th Street. Many types of peripatetic vibrations disrupted the digest of my thoughts, which I felt as the flyaway bangs stick to my face in the humidity of a hot wind down a muggy tunnel. I was always wiping it out of my eyes. One day, one little opossum at looks up at me long enough for me not to mistake it for a rat. Dash Snow: you are a brand as well-suited for a museum in a Wes Anderson flick, which you would have abhorred by default, you fucking fink.
Jennifer Sussex has been featured in The Village Voice, The Chicago Tribune, PBS Student Voices: Washington Week, Our Young Art, The Gargoyle and The Michigan Daily. All material on this site is subject to licensing under the Creative Commons.