Queer's the Story ~ 2010
33 1/4" x 44 3/4" (9 panels hung)
acrylic & paper on wood
5/12/10
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6/3/08
World-Go-Round (top of page)
(Barbra/Miller/Janet) ~ 2007
32” X 77” (framed, hung as triptych)
acrylic & paper (& less than 2% transparent tape)
on fiberboard
This (life/cabaret) is a (spin – check your balance – of a) story about control – our control: of (and by) what we say (our idols, ideals) and do (what people tell us) and (simply?) choose to secrete – our flowing need and greed. Love of/and/or money go ‘round but (what’s three-dollar-queer is) don’t come ‘round to all the people all the time. United, we cry and pay (for the current light-bringer) and pray (prey to unalienable trust in extra/terrestrials). Being one(-centered) with/in/without Re/Sup/pression and Expression, one is green (as grass – grow free) not to see the other/s/in/side: we’re intertwined. Where’s the (pentagonal) point/to/Privacy/point to? I uphold/hold up my (corrupted) surface and mine my (higher) ground.
(Barbra/Miller/Janet) ~ 2007
32” X 77” (framed, hung as triptych)
acrylic & paper (& less than 2% transparent tape)
on fiberboard
This (life/cabaret) is a (spin – check your balance – of a) story about control – our control: of (and by) what we say (our idols, ideals) and do (what people tell us) and (simply?) choose to secrete – our flowing need and greed. Love of/and/or money go ‘round but (what’s three-dollar-queer is) don’t come ‘round to all the people all the time. United, we cry and pay (for the current light-bringer) and pray (prey to unalienable trust in extra/terrestrials). Being one(-centered) with/in/without Re/Sup/pression and Expression, one is green (as grass – grow free) not to see the other/s/in/side: we’re intertwined. Where’s the (pentagonal) point/to/Privacy/point to? I uphold/hold up my (corrupted) surface and mine my (higher) ground.
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