Theres a slow rise happening in my studio as artists come and go making their work. Doors slam, paint lines form then disappear. Machines whirr and there is laughing and chatter in the low, late afternoon light. Things that began open-ended are taking space and taking shape. Something is cooking real slow and delicious on
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There comes a time when every woman needs to pick up her life and shake all the crap out of it just like you do with your toaster once a year. So that’s what I’m doing. It will be interesting to see what remains when so much is gone. The Sisters of Perpetual Resistance have
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The last of the Riot Slut chairs has been nailed and stitched, the satin soldier chairs stand tall against the wall – two are naked still awaiting black linen bags to cover them. The glass hammers have arrived sleek from the kilns and word has it that a perfume is on its way from the
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Last stitches for Riot Slut chairs. They look like fallen women hauled back from a wild night all dressed up in their brightest satins and velvets. We wil make a barricade from them in celebration of young women activists.
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