Regardless of what you might have read, I don’t have a poop fetish

I’ve received several notes from people today, asking about my “poop fetish.” I suspect almost all of them are in jest, but I thought that I should formally set the record straight, before people start signing me up for lifetime subscriptions to Turd magazine. The whole thing started this afternoon, when an article about Saturday’s Shadow Art Fair went live on AnnArbor.com. All in all, the article itself was quite good, but, it would seem, some folks got the wrong impression from the following paragraph.

…The Michigan Design Militia’s taste is known for being a bit odd and funky. There are always a number of unusual, offbeat artists and offerings mixed together with more traditional things at their fairs. Co-organizer Mark Maynard agrees with Albaum and Dettloff that one of their favorite submissions to this summer’s fair is a videotaped flip book picturing a “pooping wizard” created by Johnny Apricot. Maynard thinks that the poop joke art is “a perfect example of applicants really understanding what our taste is like.” If that does not quite fit your own personal taste, have no fear. There will be plenty of non-scatological things to buy or enjoy at the event…

For those who would make fun, all I ask is that you watch the wizard pooping before casting aspersions. I think, if you do, you’ll see the beauty in it, as I did.

And, yes, if it were up to the members of the Michigan Design Militia, the who SAF would be full of wizards pooping. Unfortunately, though, not everyone has the vision of Johnny Apricot.

One last thing…. While I suspect that they’d rather not have their coupon tied in any way to pooping wizards, I want to remind everyone coming out for the Shadow Art Fair on Saturday, that they should stop at The Rocket and take advantage of the following deal.