This story from the New York Times left me shaking my head:
When you sculpture heads, as Daniel Edwards does, you never expect an artistic gift like the news that Ted Williams's head had been removed and frozen, along with his separated trunk, at a cryonics laboratory in Arizona.
Only in the New York Times could such a terrible and painful event as the Williams family's public battle over his corpse be seen as an "artistic gift". What's worse, is that Richard Sandomir, who covers television sports for the paper and is a writer that I respect, actually gave this kook the time of day.
But I digress:
"It never left me," Mr. Edwards said, referring to the severing of the head. "I was shocked."The shock prompted a prankish idea: why not make three plaster "casts" of Williams's head - like Napoleon's death masks, he said - arrange them with objects that relate to his career and final resting place in a steel tank filled with liquid nitrogen at minus 320 degrees Fahrenheit, and promote them as sports collectibles?
I feel cheated that I didn't think of it first.
"I have an affection for ghoulish work, so I'm the perfect guy to do this," Mr. Edwards said the other day at the First Street Gallery on West 26th Street in Chelsea, where the Williams heads await an exhibition that opens tomorrow.
And now, thanks to the New York Times, this sick bastard is going to get more publicity for this work than for any other in his entire careeer. What a joke. But wait, it gets worse:
The saga became fodder for easy jokes, but while the bearded Mr. Edwards enjoys having turned the "most famous decapitated person of the modern era" into art, he said his sympathies were with Williams."I had immense respect for him going into this," said Mr. Edwards...
Really? Could have fooled me.
Dunno if you knew ahead of time, but the San Jose Mercury News plugged your site yesterday.