Well, I’ve had a solo show. Here it is! Installation shots in following entry.
Rae tends bar after having arranged everything splendidly.
Mark McCloughan and Rosie Langabeer perform some sweet tunes from their project, Totally Super Pregnant.
Eli steps in for the takeover: Phase two has begun.
Mini cupcakes donated by the marvelous Whipped Bakeshop.
Scott miming how much incredible work he put into making my frames. A special thank you to Scott.
End-of-the-night Thank You shot for grandma, who sent some incredibly thoughtful “flowers”.
I cannot express how grateful I am to everyone who helped with this show. Thank you.
First we did molly, lay on the thick carpet touching it, ourselves, one another. We did edibles, bathed dumbly in the sun, took naps on suède couches. Later, we did blow off the keys to ecologically responsible cars. We powdered glass tables and bathroom fixtures. We ate mushrooms—ate and waited, ate and waited. Then we just ate, emptied the Ziplocs into our mouths like chip bags. We smoked cigarettes and joints, sucked on lozenges lacquered in hash oil. We tried one another’s benzos and antivirals, Restoril, Avodart, YAZ, and Dexedrine, looking for contraindications. We ate well: cassoulets, steak frites, squid-ink risotto with porcini, spices from Andhra Pradesh, Kyoto, Antwerp. Of course we drank, too: pure agaves, rye whiskeys, St-Germain, old Scotch. We spent our hot December afternoons next to the custom saltwater pool or below the parasols of palm fronds, waiting, I suppose, to feel at peace, to baptize our minds in an enforced nullity, to return to a place from which we could begin again.
Since October I have grown
to thin and to bone. I drink coffee and thrill to feel
the caffeine have its way with my body. Outside everyone dances
and I feel a hand on my hip, but I do not answer.
Now I know that he cannot make my pulse
pound at my collarbone. And I have learned to decide
who touches my hips and my bones. Outside
everyone dances to the sound of their pulse.
I wear my veins like garlands
and laugh. My heart does more than keep time.