There is only mud in my garden, and I’m too fat to eat anymore.

So, look at these pictures and bask in the artsy-craftsy goodness.

Farmgirl_dk’s photo essays are truly seminal works.  They meld the grounded sensibility of early American agricultural pragmatism with a fluxus-like self-referential juxtaposition of the every day object as paradigm violating attack on our preconceived notions of art.

The “eggs” are small.  The “eggs” are large.  Which is it?  Who are we to believe?  Are we the [...]