You could see it as a retrospective of consumerism — retro and a specter on the road; and it doesn’t matter if this is a vintage or the latest model, the notion is vintage, as vintage as the color fury of the nineties — the color fury that brought down the black and white aesthetics East of the Berlin Wall.
The size of the stuffed animal doesn’t matter: it can be a giant stuffed toy saddling a miniature vehicle, or a quantity of small stuffed toys littering the dashboard of a giant truck — too much, too much of everything anywhere you look.
I am not going to eat that, and neither should you, not even if they pay you to eat. Now you know it’s no good. They say there is still hunger somewhere. Hunger? When the problem is no longer how to get something to eat, but rather how not to eat, all food is junk food.
Who cares how bright the colors are, they don’t cheer anyone up. So stop waving. You are annoying. Don’t you see none of this moves anyone. Your horse is a marry-go-round horse. So stop smiling, stop driving…. This caravan is going nowhere.