Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for March 08, 2021

Ah yes, recycled art, some call it. Working with found objects, often retrieved from dumps, transfer stations, and scrap yards. Or one’s own driveway.

Misfortune or lack of driving ability?

I thought it was a colon.

It’s a sculpture Pickasso did. Helped him understand he wasn’t really the artist.

A brain fart called art.

Took me a while to figure out that it was a bumper. At first I thought the sculptor lost his colon.

It’s called, Encounter With Tree.

I thought it was called Texting while Driving…

Titled: My 16 Year Old Borrows My Car To Go To The Beach.

The problem arose when this sculpture became so admired that everyone started making reproductions.

He has several other pieces still awaiting release from Police Evidence…

One feels the pain.. just by looking at it.

It works for comic strips, too.

I hope that isn’t a dog leash hanging from the bumper.

Titled: “Visit to the Capitol. Jan 06, 2021”

Oh! Car parts. For a minute I thought that might be someone’s colon. I’ve seen worse at accident scenes.

As do many with no talent but excellent spin skills.

Intriguing . . .