"Milliner" is too staid a term for Philip Treacy, contemporary sculptor of wacky headgear. The Irish, London-based artist dwells in an artistic field almost exclusively his own. He fashions extraordinary, otherworldly hats that threaten to throw the heads they adorn fantastically off-balance.
Imagine a creature who takes fashion tips from your neighborhood door-to-door salesman, a creature whose haircut looks like a tight-fitting motorcycle helmet, a creature with a tongue that is neither cute nor erotic but periodically slips out of a pair of rosy, swollen lips. This creature has a balle
Kurt Vonnegut's curious blend of Science Fiction, black humor, absurdity, and relentless irony may be his way of dealing with an incomprehensible world. His hybridized fiction certainly offers an escapist alternative, one that Vonnegut has elaborated over 30 years of literary production. Faced in rea
Language in Harryette Mullen's poetry is like a loop of sound-bytes edited by an imp of the anti-establishment. Threads of African American vernacular meet Spanish idiom, only to emerge as speech from the mouth of a white Gen-Xer. The result is a constantly shifting notion of linguistic identity.