This word, glorious in it's employ within my daily parlance to denote the time that I will generally take to perform any task or duty which will be of a manner that helps self...eventually...so often I put myself on the back burner with regard to the undertaking or completion of any task: I'll be fine, I can rest after, I will, eventually...Which would ideally be fine if not for the fact that with five choirs and two dance groups, three jobs and a desire to maintain my four hour a night sleep regime, "eventually" never truly comes...
"My candle burns at both ends It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends - It gives a lovely light"
This has been some time in coming, and I am loathe to ignore the beauty of this topic simply to show a face of censure when in truth as artist myself I am enthralled by the works and I seek to put myself in the mind of the Artist... I give you Images from Andres Serrano's A History of Sex, 1996
My favourite piece of the ones i have presented is "Protesis" and I love the exploration of Masculinity vs femininity and the concept of empowerment...and a certain cheeky undermining of their legitimacy with the object needed to achieve this, but then i could be very chauvinistic minded because of the YEAR the exhibit was first mounted...lol