The artball was pretty alright.
The was a lot of art. Behind the radical baby is a ceramic medical model of skin that was pretty cool.
Magritte was there.
Skipper's dome was blown!
My pop made a movie.
There was this guy.
Which seemed to be a theme this year.
THE ATTACKER! Was a personal favorite.
Steve Miller was passing out tinfoil mouse hugs.
And of course there was my husband... the lovable turd.