Triptych of Mago (Gallery 10), Update, Maintenance Pants

Here’s a Triptych I did of him. I’ll update this post soon with links to the source images [yeah, right -2007-07-04]. Photos by Tia, selection, arrangement and titling by me. Click this image for a larger image.

Thumbnail of Mago Triptych

Here are the originals from which were combined to make this.

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.. are the things that I must do..

He’s walking all over the place all the time now. He loves the guitar and the one song I sorta play which I wrote (a toungue-in-cheek bit entitled NEW HOTEL - that’s a link to a crummy sketch recording). He wanders over to the guitar case and tries to get the guitar out, saying “Da! Da!” which I guess means guitar.

He’s invented a sign which he uses, holding a wrist with the other hand. We don’t know what it means.

In reference to my recent [sadly dull and desperate] post about pants, I’ve had an idea for new designer pants. Whereas current pant design trends send a message of being used by a sweatshop/company, I’m going to wear pants that bear a message of my son claiming support or maintenance from me. The other night I was feeding him a bottle at bed time, and out of nowhere he erupted a great load of milky vomit all over - himself, the chair, my shirt, and some smallish splatters and streaks of it got on my new pants, and the floor. I haven’t yet washed the pants because of business. But I’m thinking, maybe I’ll just leave it. Maybe I’ll work up the motif further with notable splatters of milky-white glue, small dried chunks and smears of seeming food trapped therein. That is my idea. What do you think? Think that will be “all the rage”?

2 Responses to “Triptych of Mago (Gallery 10), Update, Maintenance Pants”

  1. m Says:

    You can call them your grody pants. And you’ll be welcome to come over to my place whenever you’re not wearing them. Erm, . . . whenever you’re wearing a different pair of pants. To summarize, please keep your grody pants — as well as your running-through-house-sans-pants activities — confined to places other than my home. Thank you and good night.

  2. Alex Says:

    Ha ha!

    But see, it’s just glue. And little colored plastic chunks. No barf. It only looks like barf. Very stylish.