eat my face: a lesson in art appreciation

When Rhonda Rhombus was a young girl on shores of the Pacific, she was taken every holiday season to visit her cranky grandmother in the grand metropolis of NEW YORK CITY. In this magical place of sleet, smog, and mallomars, 8 year old Rhonda had a life-changing experience. Although she had grown up amongst circus entertainers, cartoonists, film producers, and men that played the spoons on their knees, Rhonda believed that these pursuits were just a part of the party of life. It was not until one day in the NYC, upon entering some long-lost yet probably reputable gallery, that she finally understood just what makes "art" so "great": CANDY ART.

Unfortunately, this revelation came accompanied by not only a appreciation of art pieces, but an overwhelming desire to touch them and lick them. And the knowledge that most people thought that was wrong.

For the next several decades, Rhonda searched ceaselessly for these inspired artists and their kinfolk while determined to avoid dental work. The chocolate-frosting portraits of George Washington, life-sized replicas of beloved pets in Jello, board games constructed from hard candies, and other mystical creations from the 80s seem to have slipped through the cracks of internet documentation: a sweet sweet but all too dissolvable moment in the art world. But the light that they have shown on the possibilities of artistic process lives on. So while it's not a whole art exhibit, for now, this will have to do. Besides, apparently the proceeds from the sale of this piece all went to a charity of Clooney's choosing - and what could a girl want more than candy art for a good cause?