Are We Home? Are We There? Diasporia of little foreclosed house people, and animal people, trampling and flying over gingerbread houses and elfs... maybe they are trying to find christmas... i don't know...
but anyways, so I finished my first solo show. It took me about fifteen hours to install (15 hours straight!!).. especially this piece... it was a big ol pain in the ass to install...
The Jellybitch and Her Prozac Children.
They live in a mutant sea polluted by excess estrogen and prozac pissed into their waters. The Jellybitch is bloated with estrogen peed into her waters from our birth controlled generation, while the prozac clam children are happy as clams..
they sing this song:
"We are as happy as clams can be
Because of the prozac you discharge when you pee.
Isn't the world better, less agitated?
Knowing everyone's walking around slightly medicated."
but I finished.. then i biked home, about three miles, and barfed.
but it was a wonderful turn out! my family came in from michigan, (and san francisco & richmond), and my little brother even suprised me!... and all of my dear friends were there.. and the homeless people played music, and people danced...
so that was it, now it is down, but you can view more pictures, more artwork, and details at:
www.danielleardenomalley.net
and if ya like what you see, then...
come on down to my etsy shop!
