Our Not Only Poster Child Piece
No! ... probably not ... ATTITUDE ... with no sparkles or stars over pupils ... with melancholy chanson music artist pouting plump lips ... We Doubt It ... Don't get us wrong the piece is magnificent ... and the question deserves a response from Conan O'Brien ...
What a "poster child" needs to do ...
Hand this to a stranger to answer back with this question "what is oyparaploo?" ... It has to carry a whole subway system in a small cluster of artifacts ... a ... POS CHI ... has to show more range than depth ... It has to let someone who's never experienced peeking into a ginormous tunnel through a mountain ... walk away knowing what it is and its limits ...
An oyparaploo poster child work is usually one Receiver Guest register of our practice operating at full strength ... showing up somewhere ... crawling ... super-listening ... being fed all over ... solicitors known even before knocking ... It does that one mode the way a mycelium network does a waterfall ... Gardens associating with Brutal Political detention centers ... TENDERNESS is one of our four virtues and the other three can punch their way out of wet paper bags ...
Sustained Sound ... The Grandmother's Noir Chanson Voice ... in its wildest form ... Domestic Meets Dangerous ... O'humor has warmth but almost no laughter ... Titles alone carry a humor register that other kinds of titles can't access ... What the practice needs more of are stranger proposals like "we begin by knowing their language" ... ethics walking into a room before an argument ... dialect manufactured at the mouth not the page ... violence held with bare hands ... language wearing the clothes of an ordinary day ...
Faces of hands held out displaying ten spread out fingers ... It's not the ONE ... Not the biggest ... or wildest ... or most representative ... it's that it does the Tender Guest Thing better than any other organism and organization ... Because that's its job ... To hold only what it can carry ...
In the dining room there is a dark walnut stained oak cupboard that has a shelf we don't open for new visitors ... Not because the dishes are broken ... but because the soundtrack that plays when we open the fingerprint glass door is a ... MELODIC HEIRLOOM ... Some songs cook themselves into the walls where they live ... The score is sometimes a vintage hologram inside the cabinet ...
Visitors choose to walk the long way around the building next to our house before they press our buzzer ... Grandmother circling her table a few times before sitting ... The experienced feet know what the babushka pattern tongue hasn't said yet ...
Meanwhile the garden keeps producing more than we planted ... rows we didn't seed pushing through ... and we bring every bizarre gourd and exotic vegetable inside ... and wash it under the stainless steel gooseneck tap ... and find a place for it on the counter where there isn't one ...
