All posts tagged LACMA

Boxes

Some people collect spoons or motorcycles or parking tickets. I collect boxes. A therapist once told me this behavior reflects a hopeless desire to force the chaos of life into neat and orderly symmetry. Or something like that. I promptly fired the therapist. My own theory about why I collect boxes is… Actually, I have [...]

I Am Not A Masochist

I am not a fan of pain, of any kind.  However, I find myself oddly in agreement with the man many credit as the grandfather of that particular fetish – Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch.  He was one of those men-of-letters one could find wandering Europe two centuries ago, and he was peculiarly obsessed with fur… fur [...]