You know when you dismantle an obsolete laptop piece by piece, and then you think ‘hey, this keyboard could come in handy for something’ and it sits unused on your desk for almost a month before one day you decide (and you’re probably intoxicated when you make this decision), ‘self, it’s time to do some art’ and self responds with an ‘I dunno dude, maybe now isn’t the time—’ but it’s too late and seventeen minutes later your hands are covered with white paint and glue and a hamfisted and incomplete attempt at “art” that mocks you silently from your desk?
No? Consider yourself lucky. Don’t art under the influence.