GUESS WHO'S COMING AFTER DINNER

 

 

 

 

At the beginning of every cycle we have the chance to rewrite our manifesto, recruit a new army. This work was created in March through October of 2008.  This was an anxious, stressful period of time, both globally and personally -  something old was dying and soon to be replaced.  The Bush administration was coming to a close, its successor to be determined. I was entering my disorienting twenty-ninth year - astrologically known as “Saturn’s Return,” the point in which a person crosses over a major threshold into the next stage of life - rebirth just over the horizon.

 

The images and their titles are a call to arms born of fear and hope - A way of preparing for catastrophe, collecting integral elements for survival - organizing a catalog of most precious, cherished figurines.

 

The cast of characters appear throughout various corners of my Brooklyn apartment. No one leaves the nest! A home is where one destroys and creates their own rules. The troupe exists in the evening, caught under the camera’s flash. They represent a cellularly connected group of beings embodying freedom, the resistance of limitations, and the revelrous spirit born late at night when the party has overindulged.