Here’s some fine embroidered imagery of “kids these days” from Facebook by Kathy Halper in Juxtapoz — frolicking, drinking, vomiting, repeat. They’re pontificated with notes on “interpretive pole dancing” and happenings: “He went through and tagged himself on my crotch in all my Facebook pics.” It’s all so very sweaty, vacuous and dizzy with teenage banality, it’s curious to imagine the artist sitting there with a needle, delicately rendering the ruckus, stitch by stich. Oh, she’s also a self-described “parent” who got the idea by spying on her kids’ Facebook accounts. Awkward.