The Toast Wall
Years’pon years ago (I’m guessing some time in the late 2000s, as in the decade between 2000 and 2009, not 2999 – language is confusing) some creative genius (according to me, not Art Critics) toasted some 140 slices of toast, bought a tube of liquid nails and stuck a rectangle of toasted bread slices to the wall. I always thought it was delightfully quirky. Confident that it was a transient piece, with toast being both biodegradable and delicious, I felt lucky that I got a chance to see it in its full greige and brown glory.
I didn’t really think about the persistence of liquid nails.
Perhaps the artist didn’t either.
It’s now 2025 and whenever I walk past that wall I see the blobs of liquid nails still on the wall and I’m reminded of the bits of toast that once adorned the wall.
And I like that.
