Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee,
birdies in the trees, donkeys in the street.
Tag: photos
“Blurtso gets a gift”
I brought you a book, said Pablo. A book? said Blurtso. Yes, said Pablo, Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. Oh boy! said Blurtso. A Cookbook!
These are the longest recipes I’ve ever seen!
“Blurtso choreographs an idea” (III)
Non-dancers, said Blurtso, don’t understand
the need to leave clothes on the floor.
“Ditto goes to school” (XXXV)
“Blah, blah, blah,” said the schoolmarm, “blah, blah, blah, blah.” This lesson is so boring, thought Ditto. I wonder what the schoolmarm is saying? It’s hard to focus with that little piece of corn between her teeth. I wonder if she knows it’s there? I wonder what else she had for lunch? There’s a spot on the sleeve of her blouse… maybe she had a Salisbury steak with gravy… or a donut with chocolate icing… or maybe it’s blood… maybe she smashed a mosquito with her elbow… or leaned against a freshly painted barn… the spot matches the color of her shoes… I wonder if she ties her laces with a single loop or bunny ears through the rabbit hole… one of the laces is loose… and an ear has come undone… I haven’t seen many bunnies this spring… maybe I’ll see one on the way home… if I’m lucky… maybe I’ll see a bunny… or a turtle… or a giraffe…
“Blurtso gets a check-up”
Hmm, said the doctor, the cuff won’t fit around your front leg…
… that’s better.
Turn your head and bray…
Great news, you’re as strong as a horse. Really?! said Blurtso. A horse?! Yes, said the doctor. However, I’m concerned about your teeth. They’ve become an alarming, pumpkin-orange color.
“Blurtso considers ambition”
Ambition… is no substitute for love.
“Blurtso choreographs an idea” (II)
If I were you, said Blurtso, I’d walk right up to her and say,
“Keep your hands off my Häagen Dazs!”
“Blurtso becomes autopoietic”
Some episodes, thought Blurtso, just draw themselves.
“Blurtso finds an abandoned barn”
What a nice barn… I wonder where the animals are? And the people? It’s hard to believe they have abandoned this barn. I guess they’ve all rushed off to the future.
“Blurtso acts like an ass”
What am I doing? Nobody wants me here, and even if I convince them to want me, I don’t want me here. Remarkable, what an ass will do.