Tidying Up Art by Ursus Wehrli
Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.
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My little sister went to the fair with her boyfriend and returned home with goldfish in plastic bags. The next half hour I played Sims and listened to her argue with my grandfather about whether or not she could keep them. They started yelling and I heard a sinister splash in the bathroom and I went in there just now and there is an empty plastic bag in my bathtub.
My default response in these situations is “I just live here, okay?”
I’m scared to find out what happened to those fish.
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My little sister keeps posting statuses about how much she loves her boyfriend.
Like shut up I’m going to be single forever.
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Listen, I know that I’m no good with the words that count, and I’ll sweet-talk you to places you’re not ready to go…
but when you don’t look, I stare at your smile, and look up every song you mention
so that I can make you a little bit happier when the opportunity presents itself.
Also, you look really pretty when your head’s thrown back on the pillow, and your shirt’s pushed up.
You feel right, and I’ve never felt that before.
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Like they aren’t even trying anymore
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