Parsnip Boy to the Rescue

January 15, 2010

I don’t spend all my time cutting up old magazines.

Sometimes I cut up art books. And seed catalogs. Circus posters.

Pretty much anything I can get my hands on.

In 1998 I had my first one-woman show at a gallery in Portland, ME, and “parsnip boy to the rescue” was featured on the invitation to the opening.

parsnip-slide

Parsnip boy’s outstretched arms are borrowed from a sleeping dog, and he is flying through 18th century London.

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