School of Laputa
The Monkhouse places horse and rider on Vallee mountain.
What could it all mean?
F. Amiss looks around for help. Apparently oblivious to the surreal exhibition of objects he is being invited to interpret, the other judges only have eyes for the silky skills of the Soho barman demonstrating how to make the perfect latte.
Only Sarah D who is keenly paying attention has cottoned onto what the Monkhouse is up to with his Harpo gag. As if the poor judge has been caught up in one of the more stifling debates at the school of Laputa.
I.e. between a Swiftian projector and a dumb Foucaultian:
Is it a question of mots for choses or choses for mots?
What could it all mean?
F. Amiss looks around for help. Apparently oblivious to the surreal exhibition of objects he is being invited to interpret, the other judges only have eyes for the silky skills of the Soho barman demonstrating how to make the perfect latte.
Only Sarah D who is keenly paying attention has cottoned onto what the Monkhouse is up to with his Harpo gag. As if the poor judge has been caught up in one of the more stifling debates at the school of Laputa.
I.e. between a Swiftian projector and a dumb Foucaultian:
Is it a question of mots for choses or choses for mots?
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