Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Only the Lonely

Top image: installation view of a locked room with audio playing inside, Tamarus Studio, Las Vegas, NV. Bottom: Self-Portrait in XO Karaoke, Las Vegas. Below is the recording of the entire set; all songs regarding being lonely/alone, performed in seclusion.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Saturday, September 05, 2009

Sam's Town

As a new resident to Las Vegas, I am seeing multiple artificial environments and thinking about the work that it takes both the creator and those experiencing those environments to make such places possible. Tremendous amounts of innovation, research, and resources go into making places of fantasy and visitors are asked to do their part and not look behind the curtain. Really, it's better for everyone.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Scarlet Letter Hotpants

On the breast of her gown, in fine red cloth,
 surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and fantastic 
flourishes of gold thread, appeared the letter A. It was so artistically done, and with so much fertility and gorgeous luxuriance of fancy, that it had all the effect of a last and fitting decoration to the apparel which she wore; and which was of a splendor in accordance with the taste of the age, but greatly beyond what was allowed by the sumptuary regulations of the colony.
"She hath good skill at her needle, that's certain,"
 remarked one of the female spectators; "but did ever 
a woman, before this brazen hussy, contrive such a
 way of showing it! Why, gossips, what is it but to 
laugh in the faces of our godly magistrates, and make 
a pride out of what they, worthy gentlemen, meant for 
a punishment?"

"It were well," muttered the most iron-visaged of the old dames, "if we stripped Madam Hester's rich gown off her dainty shoulders; and as for the red letter, which she hath stitched so curiously, I'll bestow a rag of mine own rheumatic flannel, to make a fitter one!"

"O, peace, neighbours, peace!" whispered their youngest companion. "Do not let her hear you! Not a stitch in that embroidered letter, but she has felt it in her heart."

The Scarlet Letter: A
By Nathaniel Hawthorne
Boston: Ticknor and Fields, 1850
Excerpts from Chapter II, The Market-Place

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Saturday, March 14, 2009

While You Were Out

Preserving pigeon wings:
Soak in dense salt water for two weeks
Nail to a board
Dry for one week
See them at The Telephone Room