My friend has introduced me to an ingenious tool of disguise and frivolity called the Moustache Gloves. They are great.
Michelle Duchamp, the dady of dada, must be turning in his grave. Hitler’s grim face is not laughing, though Charlie Chaplin is no doubt silently falling over himself with joy.
Check out the blog which shows her work based in Iceland. There are some real beautiful subdued colours there. Less humour, more joy.