I felt like Aldous Huxley on bad acid when I opened this weird stuff
There I was, lumbering placidly through the reed-beds of The Guardian’s Art And Design section, when I stumbled into this stuff:
In a trice I knew exactly What Happened To Baby Jane - and probably Michael Jackson, for that matter. As for the famous wigs, I hadn’t quite realised that the ideal aimed at was to look like one of the more rococo Hindu deities in an ungenerous mood: this is far out stuff, man.
Anyone here dig it? Or un-dig it? Or say, "Meh…"?