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...painting on the side of a building in Bethnal Green, East London could be the first image of the guerrilla artist. The photo shows a man appearing to work on a mural of yellow lines that snake down the street, hop a curb and bloom into a flower climbing a wall. In the photo, the man dons blue jeans and sneakers and a dark green jacket. What appears to be a spray-paint mask is perched atop his head. (See pictures of Banksy...
...third season, this self-described soap opera has turned into the last act of Hamlet, with corpses littering the stage. After the deaths of several supporting meerkats, Flower--the show's matriarch and protagonist, a furry female Tony Soprano--died of a snakebite defending her pups. A few weeks later, Flower's long-suffering daughter Mozart--a fan favorite who was abandoned by her mother and lost several pups--was killed off camera by an unknown predator. Grief-stricken fans held online vigils, created Diana-style tributes, even suggested the deaths were faked. (Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance--they...
Since meerkats can't speak for themselves, Manor is a kind of metaphysical Mad Libs, in which fans fill in the blanks with their own morals and worldviews. On Animal Planet's Web forums, they mourned, eulogized and fantasized. One imagined Flower welcoming Mozart in heaven, apologizing for her earthly neglect by serenading her daughter with Always on My Mind. On YouTube, they created dozens of video shrines, scored to power ballads. Some castigated the crew for not intervening. Some debated who was less "deserving" of dying. (Flower: survivor or slut?) Others argued that nature is beyond morality. But even...
...deaths he elegizes are not accidental; they are calculated murders. In the most haunting stanza of the collection, from "To an Iraqi Infant," he addresses a young victim: "Don't be afraid!/ We'll arrange your bones/ Which ever way you want/ And leave your skull/ Like a flower...
...black sweater-vest, two white table runners, two grey T-shirts, a black sweater with gold buttons, and a black lace cami. Back in Adams two hours later, Chen is all business, cutting up everything except the nightgown into fabric circles, which she proceeds to sew into bunched flowers. As she fingers a table runner, Chens muses on the history of her chosen fabric: “Who had sex on this bedspread? Tablecloth? Who had sex on this table?! Am I, like, covered in juices right now?” While roommates poke their heads in to check...