desire 2015
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The Desire series combines objects that have the power to repulse and seduce.
Cigarette boxes. I scavenge the streets of San Francisco for discarded hardpacks and encourage friends to forage in their neighborhoods. Some boxes are intact, others are crumpled and abused. Marlboro Lights are popular, Double Happiness runs a close second. The fragrance of tobacco clings to these boxes and reminds me of the pleasure of smoking. Fetish cards. The neighborhood around my studio is full of them. People who indulge in specialty clubs throw them away at night and I happily pick them up in the morning. Lush, sinister postcards advertise shibari (rope), rubber suits, plushies, whipping, bondage, safe and sane BDSM. Desires, in their darkest and purest forms manifest themselves. Party cigarettes. These are odd. They look like lit cigarettes and when you blow on them, a puff of smoke comes out. As a child, I used to fantasize about smoking and these cigarettes would have been perfect. The box says they are not to be used by children under the age of 3. Washi. Japanese washi paper is exquisite and expensive. Every year I carefully select and hand-carry them back from a specialty paper store in Tokyo. They represent my desire to own and collect beautiful paper. And cut them into pieces. |
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