Radamés “Juni” Figueroa has proven that sneakers make great planters. I wonder if the pot plant he’s growing smells like a stinky foot. But would you smoke the “sneaker pot” –that’s the question. Would I smoke it? Sure I’d smoke it; in the name of art. And then after smoking, you and I could better appreciate his painted roof tops of animal hide. And we’d totally understand the meaning behind his display of hanging clothes. The secrete invasion of space aliens whom were engineered by the Russian mafia do take over the world and turn every one into Laundromat dwellers… Whoa.
By Martha Raymond