CROE: the title is “whitewash”
TARBOT: oh goodness me hahaha
I didn’t realize bears had light bulbs for hearts
CROE: me neither!
but how come there’s not blood on the lightbulb?
TARBOT: good point… the heat must have melted it off
TARBOT: caption should read: self-surgery performed by a licensed bear
surgeon. do not attempt at home.
TARBOT: OR – maybe it was dark in there and so the bear was all like,
wtf happened to my chest? let me turn on a light… and that’s
what we’re seeing
TARBOT: so he’s as equally confused as we are
CROE: hmm that does make sense
because i was wondering how he could still be alive, if he
removed his heart
TARBOT: oooohh yeah, good question!
though we’re assuming bear’s hearts are in the same general
area as ours?
CROE: and why is the light still on?
TARBOT: I’m not keen on bear anatomy I must admit
CROE: i did notice the hole was on the left
TARBOT: who’s the artist?
CROE: but maybe it’s not. you’re right, we’re making some
what do you make of the title?
so the bear is white – perhaps a polar baer
TARBOT: I’ve been pondering it
CROE: but the blood has soiled his otherwise pristine exterior
CROE: but he doesn’t seem perturbed – rather he seems enthralled by
and the light is white
maybe he’s all macbeth’ed on it
with the skull?
is that even the right play I’m thinking of?
CROE: i’m not sure – what do you mean by the skull?
macbeth is dark so it seems appropriate regardless
like when he was holding the skull
and pondering … “to be or not to be?”
TARBOT: maybe the bear is holding the lightbulb and … I dunno,
contemplating his existence
CROE: should he stick the light back in, or keep it out?
TARBOT: right right
CROE: thereby extinguishing himself
but if it’s inside, noone can see the light
but if it’s outside, where it can be seen, then he dies
TARBOT: OMG. I think you’ve hit the very meaning of this piece.
CROE: it was a team effort
TARBOT: the little “light” inside all of us
“let it shine”
or whatever that song is
“this little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it
I looked up the lyrics
CROE: i had no idea there was so much possibility
TARBOT: a gospel children’s song written by Harry Dixon Loes
(1895-1965) in about 1920
CROE: if we didn’t have this conversation i seriously would have looked
at it for like 10 seconds and moved on
we exist to enlighten
CROE: ba dum ching!
TARBOT: but yeah, I def went from “eww gross” to “oooh, neat”
CROE: oh! i had the title wrong
(poor formatting on the original site)
well that just confirms everything we’ve discovered
CROE: INSPIRATION (BRIGHT IDEAS FROM THE HOLE IN MY
apparently souls reside on the left of the body
CROE: good to know
TARBOT: someone bought that!
I mean, not that it doesn’t have … artistic value
but monetary? haha
a follow up to it?
CROE: so, i don’t exactly understand the left arm being ripped off
the bear wants to hold the light higher, so more people can see
TARBOT: yeah that’s… confusing too
not to mention that this bear seems extremely masochistic
and to return to (one of) your original point(s) … how is the bulb
CROE: and where did that bulb come from
did he pick it up from the first bear, once it died?
TARBOT: oh you don’t think it’s one and the same bear?
I guess it can’t be
one has a hole
if he’s a licensced bear surgeon
as you posited, perhaps he sewed himself up
that hole did look tricky to sew though
plus, he would not have his heart
TARBOT: maybe it’s about sacrifice too
like, hole in my chest, limb removal
all for the greater good
of other people seeing the light
TARBOT: could be we’re looking too much into this
could be the guy was like, hmmm
what’s weird to put together?
oh I know, a bear and a light bulb
and blood, ’cause that sells