There is a particular bitterness I experience when seeing an object that displays both extreme beauty and simplicity in its creation. So, like, whenever I see a teapot with one of those in-built strainers I'm forcibly reminded of the painful scene in The Squid and the Whale, in which Walt is (rightly) accused of plagiarism.
MR. WADDLES: You said you wrote the song you played in assembly.
WALT: Uh huh.
MR. WADDLES: Why?
WALT: I don't know.
MR. WADDLES: Did you have a reason?
WALT: I felt I could've written it.
MR. WADDLES: Okay. But you didn't. It was written by Roger Waters of Pink Floyd. I think you know that.
WALT: Yes, but I felt I could've so the fact that it was already written was kind of a technicality.
MR. WADDLES: I see.
So basically this felt-slice necklace has me seething, but I also have a strange urge to take credit for it.
I could have thought of that.
Why. Didn't. I. Think. Of. That.
NB: The second photo is from Facehunter, not sure about the first.
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