I can’t articulate it, I only know it when I see it. Don’t let the bastards stop you. Dream on Ponyboy. Hey there, Georgie Girl. Here he is, Joe Chip, performance artist. (His body is his art. He is going to cover himself with papier mache, then stick a pin in and burst his body like a balloon. Again, it won’t be a pretty sight.) And remember, we’re all devo.