Three Things: The Drip Edition

Early this past Saturday morning, I woke to a pat… pat… pat… pat… coming from the corner of my room. Rhythmic, foreign, and… a little bit damp. Groaning as I came to enough consciousness to realize that the sound was water dripping from my previously-whole ceiling, I stumbled around in the dark to find a pail (for catching said drip) and a towel (for muffling the blasted sound).

That incessant drip is this week’s thing. Will your drip set a melancholy scene? Will it foreshadow some very wet or very broken or very persistent thing? Will it, ever so slowly, drive someone mad? Here are three wet(ish) scenes to get you started.

Emma Brown, Untitled, 2006. Photograph. Via flickr.

Lee Price, Boston Cream, 2011. Oil on linen. www.leepricestudio.com

Sandy Skoglund, Revenge of the Goldfish, 1981. Photograph. www.sandyskoglund.com