Some friends recently went to see David Blaine, a magician and performance artist who has suspended himself dozens of feet above the ground in a glass box and is planning to fast for the next 44 days. The reason: fame and fortune and, presumably, lack of anything better to do. Most champion fasters from the past have done it for what they, at least, consider were important political reasons. Not Dave. Chicks and Dough are what he is apparently after.
And thus the above photo where a few members of the public strive through performance art to critique another artist's performance.
Hi Chris, I hope I am not the only one who stays abreast of your British adventures and comments on the strange and interesting things that you report on. I sort of wish that the newpapers could take on your style and we could all be blistfully unaware of the dark side of humanity, such as George W. Bush and squeeze cheese.
I took me a while to figure out what the performance artists where saying, I am sure if anyone looked in my office and saw me standing ten feet from my piece of shit computer and with my head cocked completely sideways would have thought I'd gone mad.
Anyway, say hi to David Blain for me, and I am glad that you have noted the same issue that I have, regarding D. B.s lack of fibre. Well at least in 44 days he will lack all substance.
Did I tell you I went on a fast/hunger strike once. Yes the food was so terrible at the Bowron Lake job in the spring of 89 that Les Johnson and I forfited dinner for about 2 weeks, we would drive 40 km every evening to buy cinimon buns from the Purdon Lake truck stop. Ok say it was really a desert hunger strike, but damn it we made our point!
Anyway, back to the grind.
Roy
i think you reall brave and cool but you really mad.