TO THE PLASTER PEOPLE
Plaster People Wipe Feet! Do not go in Gallery!! Clean up downstairs and exit Out Back
Among the paintings, installations of true Art the Plaster People blunder, powdery tracks wrecking the good carpet, powdery fingerprints defacing all that is canonical and clear.
One can’t have them scattering their dust, clouds and billows, the stuff of stars.
The Plaster People in their poofy hordes trample up from the foundations. They have buried every civilization in turn. Oh, look on their creative struction, and despair!
A friend who teaches at Castleton hung this sign up in the Arts Center there.