I just wanted you guys to know....
Mar. 2nd, 2005 06:39 pm
Oh yes.
So I had a piece in the Olive Gallery's Valentine's Day Show...and here it is:
How it was supposed to be set up
How it was set up
Mini watercolor detail
The shelf, detail
The photos, detail
Aaaaand of course, the vibrator, detail
The whole title was "V is for Vagina: Self Love 17-27".
The card read: "Dear Vagina, Happy Valentine's Day! Love, Me. p.s. Thanks for everything!"
edit: just to be clear, the cash didn't come from the piece, but the photo illustration for Lawrence.com. "V is for Vagina" is still on the market. ;)
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Date: 2005-03-03 01:47 am (UTC)Can't quite make out the photographs, but I really like the set-up. They take away your chains?
Please tell me you used a paint pen to detail the vibrator. I giggled quite a bit when I saw that. Excellent!
Congratulations on it all.
and you, thank YOU!
Date: 2005-03-03 11:19 pm (UTC)Yeah, I took the pic of the photos from a distance for that very reason. Someday, when I'm really hard up for attention, I'll turn to them and post them for all to see. Then cry, because I'll feel dirty and used, by myself.
And they DID take away my chains, which, in my opinion, completes the installation.
Is there no END to the trials an ARTEET mus go through?!
Paint pens are the pens of the gods. The gods like to make shiny, crafty objects.
I knew you'd get around to me.
Date: 2005-03-05 06:26 am (UTC)Sucks about your chains. I agree it added a statement. And I figured there was intent with the distance of the photo. Isn't it funny sometimes how we (and I include myself in this) can bare ourselves, figuratively and literally, to loads of relative strangers but find embarrassment when it's people we have a connection/relationship with? I've dropped trow onstage on more than one occasion but am just not getting nakey enough with people on a personal basis.
Not that anyone's complaining. Except me, that is.
Ok, I'll shut up now.