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KPOOH The story of KPOOH goes like this: We were in Shiner, Texas, scavenging for auto parts to meld into our sculpture continuum, "Rust: It Ain't No Damn Account Fer Nothin'" for our upcoming installation at the Whitney Museum in New York. Picking through a deserted junk heap at 1a.m. in this tiny Texas town where they've been known to make some mighty fine brew, we were suddenly frightened by sounds emmitting from the back of the lot. As we approached a mound of tractor tires, we began to recognize the strains of Stravinsky's "Firebird Suite," played on a toy violin. When we finally came upon what resembled nothing less than a fortress of rotted-out farm equipment, we saw him inside, dancing and playing by the light of a fire. It was KPOOH. The little tyke was without a stitch of clothing. A nasty tussle ensued, but we eventually coaxed him out of his hideaway and convinced him to come back with us to New York. He is currently attending the Dalton School on the Upper East Side. He has an annoying habit of gnawing on other childrens' legs at lunch hour, but other than that minor problem, he's assimilating quite nicely. Oh, and there's also that thing where he whittles sticks down into pointy daggers and stabs the cat, but other than that... And also he doesn't like pot roast. Or Tang. »Back to Etc.