the artist's box
chapter 5- shades of memory
so... if you were going to look for a pinata, where would you go?
maybe it's the multicultural nature of my college, but i thought "of course. i find a mexican market, and they will have a horribly offensive pinata in order to get money out of the people who want a "real ethnic experience"". four different mexican markets later, i was stumped.
I ended up finding exactly what i wanted (an orange pony, if you are curious) at the Paper Warehouse. there was a man who yelled at me as i walked in "enemy! enemies!"