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the wasp's nest
of value
plagues an artist

        *

winter pipes sometimes
just start hammering
when you turn the tap

        *

if you could
be an art
and not an artist

        *

stars converse
in that window:
there's no sum

        *

you could learn
you lie
to the wasp's nest

       *

it just builds up
in the old pipes:
the indignant air

Clam Art

Display some works of art with a clear, assigned value.

Display with this art numbers of clams equivalent to the dollar values of the art. While it seems more aesthetically interesting to have the clams in a pile before the work of art, to allow that rank smell to emerge, it might seem more humane (even if clams lack the capacity to feel pain) to have the clams in brightly-colored kiddie pools with filtration, enjoying their ongoing lives.

The point is to have that equation of "exchange value" from organic body through abstract market of "value" back to other "organic bodies." That's what interests me in this image.

If a painting is worth "750 clams," this is actually (if clams go for a dollar apiece that week) a true barter exchange for that painting, this heap of clams. (It should make one think about the soft body of the consumable.)