Way back when, in the peri-post-pandemic liminal dressing room we called May, leading up to what may never truly, duly, be known as Hot Girl Summer 2021, I rolled the dice, submitted to, and had this following work invited to participate in the BLAA’s “some assembly required” group exhibition at the dynamic Distillery Gallery. Continue reading re: Cruel Leda’s Thesis
Lynchian vibes pervade an exercise in iconographic and referential assemblage. Neolithic symbolism collides with Abrahamic mythos with a brief stop in talking process. Continue reading re: Seraph Walk With Me
With Valentine’s Day coming up, don’t send a chocolates or flowers; OLD HAT! Say it with bespoke yet menacing cut paper ransom note style greetings, laced with equal parts cusses and bafflement. Continue reading re: 4215 Pussy Way
I was banned from making vegan keto Mommy-Blog recipes so I made this art instead. I start with a real tear jerker about my unphotogenic babies and then accidentally bury the lead. Surprise!, it was conceptual art all along! Continue reading re: Morgan Glory
Pulp is as pulp does. Here I stumble around in the dark of high school recollections. Continue reading re: Lily Olmstead’s Folly
A series of thoughts and stories behind one of this more recent and favored pieces. Continue reading re: Papesse (La Cygne)
Tidying up my act only took several years. Still serving (but now embracing) the same semi-coherent art babble. ART! Continue reading re: Dodecanomicon
This piece really does what it says on the side of its tin. Granted I had to dress it up some. Thats marketing. And code switching. Continue reading re: The Autoäpotheosis of Ian Babylon
