I received this in the mail from Shelton Walsmith, painter, photographer & menu designed by the star. He traded it for some of my poems. Sucker.
He has a series of portraits of household objects, not really pop-art but rather a way of understanding the forms of familiarity. He showed me a few of them when I was in NY in May & I loved this one. Notice the pastoral background, as if this were a portrait with pretentions of existing in the natural world. That makes me laugh a lot. I also love the bodily nature of the squat bottle, how the object becomes human through its daily presence. Also it's cute. I plan on hanging it over my substantial mahogany mantle.