Toobs Glorious Toobs!

Susan Robb's Warmth, Giant Black Toobs spent the day at Volunteer Park. Activated by the sun, they stirred and rose. Blown by the breeze, they knotted up. Kids shrieked and ducked under them, ran pell-mell to escape from Toob walls closing in on them. The Toobs got into wedding pictures. They impersonated anemones. Then they were balled up and the lawn was suddenly Toob-less again.

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By MvB in Arts & Events on August 15, 2008 6:30 PM

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Troy Morris

I think a person should be able to touch installation art unless the touching itself would cause it to explode.

That'd be pretty cool too, though.

MvB

J, impugn me if you must, but I acted as Toob Police and got this one guy to stop swatting them. Oddly, despite all the angst about people touching the Toobs, I didn't see any signs anywhere asking people not to. So you can't really blame people. I mean, they come right at you.