If this were a magazine photograph
the myth is that the glare in the glasses
the clear glasses off to the side and back
would contain subliminal messages
and while the conscious mind would read “Pyrex”
in the clear red letters in the foreground
the indistinct shapes to the side and back
abstracted into glare and shadow shapes
would contain secret letters secret words
and the unconscious would read “sex” and “death”
and if anyone questioned the reading
the project’s art director would just laugh
and say, “People see what they want to see
so you must have sex and death on your mind.”
Andrew Wyeth’s classic “Helga” paintings
were painted in a realistic style
but they weren’t hyper-realistic
nobody would think they were photographs.
And Helga wasn’t a celebrity.
I don’t have a title for this picture.
I don’t call it, “Helga’s Measuring Cup”
If this were a magazine photograph
I’m sure the caption would read something like,
“This is Drew Barrymore’s measuring cup.”
And why would anybody even dream
there might be secret letters secret words
squiggles saying “sex” squiggles saying “death”
next to Drew Barrymore’s measuring cup
if this were a magazine photograph?
the myth is that the glare in the glasses
the clear glasses off to the side and back
would contain subliminal messages
and while the conscious mind would read “Pyrex”
in the clear red letters in the foreground
the indistinct shapes to the side and back
abstracted into glare and shadow shapes
would contain secret letters secret words
and the unconscious would read “sex” and “death”
and if anyone questioned the reading
the project’s art director would just laugh
and say, “People see what they want to see
so you must have sex and death on your mind.”
Andrew Wyeth’s classic “Helga” paintings
were painted in a realistic style
but they weren’t hyper-realistic
nobody would think they were photographs.
And Helga wasn’t a celebrity.
I don’t have a title for this picture.
I don’t call it, “Helga’s Measuring Cup”
If this were a magazine photograph
I’m sure the caption would read something like,
“This is Drew Barrymore’s measuring cup.”
And why would anybody even dream
there might be secret letters secret words
squiggles saying “sex” squiggles saying “death”
next to Drew Barrymore’s measuring cup
if this were a magazine photograph?
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The Helga Pictures at Wikipedia
Wilson Bryan Key at Wikipedia
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The Application Of Beyond Understanding
Scraps For Alison With Love And Squalor
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Drew Barrymore and Eugene Ionesco
My Five Celebrity Pencil Cartoons (Annotated)
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FYI— I took that photograph Monday evening
and I don’t even own a copy of Photoshop.
There are no secret embeds of any kind.
But I did like how the glare and shadows
came out.
And that measuring cup is mine, it’s not
owned by any celebrity. But it is
getting to be a celebrity itself. That
measuring cup posed for the cartoon
in these two posts:
Taylor Swift With No Makeup
Indecision — Death By Dagny
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