“You're only pretending, and one of these days, you'll be found out. You wear lipstick and carry a purse. You go to work in an office and your life insurance payout might cover a modest funeral. Your kid asks Why and you make something up, hoping his science class tomorrow doesn't expose you for what you are. The truth is, it's all a sham, you never made it past six years old and you're dressing up in Mom's clothes, pretending you have all the answers.” (in an email from 5 Points ArtHouse)
The playground I seek to infiltrate is the non-student world of shows: Matt W and I are planning an exhibit, war as playground, war as witness, war as cause/effect. We are working on projects simultaneously, with advice & critique, but ultimately two separate visions that will work together.
We are looking at venues. The type of venue: the adult--the bar/pub, the restaurant, the hair salon, the gallery.
Our goal is May. The end of May.
May we reap what we sow.
