It’s been since February of 2021 that I posted The Working Artist, Part 2 which was about my youthful adventures in discovering ‘real’ art for the first time.
But today’s post is about one of my many rejected art ideas since living in the Ol’ Pueblo. After the Miracle Mile Project in the early 90s, I applied for several public art projects but got zip. Nada. Then I went on the road with the Mollys until the turn of the century. So a nifty call went out from the Tucson-Pima Art Council for the Ponies del Pueblo project around 2003; life-sized horses, sculpted in fiberglass resin, to be ‘decorated’ by local artists. Great! I can do that! Connie and I actually worked as a team to come up with an idea that was sure to be accepted. After all, they had 35 ponies for the project.
Well, no, but thank you for your proposal as we received so many stupendously superior ideas compared to yours that we emphatically reject this and all future projects you might submit. Something like that. Oy.
Anyway, we thought our submission was spiffy, witty, and attractive. May I present…National Velveeta!
We actually figured out how many Velveeta packages we needed to purchase, with the cheese donated to some socialist do-gooder kitchen in town. Silver for the main body, the gold for the hoofs and horns.
I say, follow your cheesy dreams…Salud!
And now…
I used to work in the oil industry (I’m doing my karmic balancing now; that will take the rest of my life) and it’s a little known fact that Velveeta is a petroleum product. There is a single well near Houston that produces all the world’s Velveeta. It’s an extremely lucrative well. 😉 😉