Not in a Cornfield
By Ryan - Monday October 17th 2005 |
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Finally found the urban cornfield last night. The durn* thing’s been playing hide-and-seek for weeks now. As you can see from this 100% authentic photo, I ran into all manner of strange out in the field… folks peeking their heads out… peering about every which way… milling about aimlessly… folks jamming like mad at the drum circle. Lot of corn, lot of folks. More photos below.
*something about a cornfield mandates I use words like ‘durn’
Photos
The corn
This is also…the corn
Again, corn.
Corn, with hair. Can you spot the hair?
Guess who? Corn! And LA.
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Not a cornfield
Oh shit–showdown at the cornfield with Dave Hart and the Robertson Dancer! This is bigger than Hagler-Hearns.
this is big shit my friend. Bigger than any
U-freakin-F-O. You better watch where you step. That stuff won’t come off your sneakers…
Hey, Ryan, I am editor of the Taiwan Architect Magazine, would you please provide me several pictures of the cornfield, I am featuring this project in our May Issue’s Intrenational Architectural News.
Thanks a lot
CJ