In an effort to honor the late Dieter Roth, whose opening exhibit in the U.S. consisted of nearly 40 suitcases of rotting cheese, Erni sent me Camembert which arrived the other day. The post office shrouded it in plastic due to the stench, I imagine. I invited friends and family to the grand opening.
Due to the rainy weather, or perhaps cowardliness, only two people showed up for the opening reception.
I am hopeful however, and have left the binoculars case and cheese on the table outside my house near the public sidewalk. I plan to take photographs regularly to document the decomposition of the exhibit or until city officials hand me a citation to clear it away. Lincoln Avenue may never be the same. Flies are already using the cheese as a breeding ground...