Philip Kobylarz, Nap of Shame, Photograph Noel   Green tea, oranges, and peppermint, red-and-white striped paper, cinnamon-scented wreaths and cloying pine boughs mask your discomfit. You creep, in the background, a voyeur, an outsider, an intruder; you complain, your mouth filled with nuts, that it is all too much. You dodge, you prevaricate, you duck […]