I got the chance, that one phone call every artist waits for “wouldyou like to exhibit?”... Pause the heart skips a beat the answer
should be “well I’ll get back to you” but no I instantly said “YES”. I
needed this turning point in my life, Like those turning a new leaf in
your life scenarios. Much needed get your inner artist out and get
your trade to good use out there. I was grateful Clair Cantrell had
asked me to be the Launching Artist of her new venue the Supperclub
and I had a deadline to work towards and a new hidden me to
rediscover.
What I had discovered while making the artworks was sense of
disorientation and a perception that I was lonely and I was hidden
from myself for way to long... the thought process was one that had to
simulate the beauty of self mutilation without any mutilation or harm
done. The art was self photography at late night moments went my
thoughts could no longer bare the suppression of my mind and long gone
memories that could never become once more. I know that the presence
is within the art and the mediums I used, the viewer may relate in a
different voyeuristic interpretation and that is what is the
uncomfortable or comforting portrayal was meant for.
Also on the evening I did a performance in my wedding dress {note I am
happily divorced}. This “Ritual” is known as Play Piercing which was
safely and professionally done by Rheta of voodoo Ink. 5 hypodermic
needles were inserted in my shoulder. For me this was to illustrate
redemption for a new found freedom... the leaf not only has been
turned but has been blown away and may it whisper no more.
On the opening night many of my friends contributed towards a grand
affair, Fire dancing by inflamed and kind sponsorship by Sailor Jerry.
Subjects latex clothing sponsored clothing for the hostesses for the
evening. The band Sloppy Folk performed a song with my daughter and
then did a busking set which many enjoyed. The Supperclub did a superb
job by preparing the most decadent layout and preparation of Foods and
hosting, I am forever appreciative can’t mention that enough.
The evening turned out to be a celebration of a kindling of mixed
emotion and an enlighten that I can be the artist that I once was and
possible should be.
Once again I couldn’t have done it without all the factors, friends
and outside influences in my life.
And she hid until she hid no more.
