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November 12, 2014
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A. Schmoozing your artwork to the auctions through the back door. 
B. Pissing in the wind. 
C. Life is like a box of choclits.



If you would like a musical accompaniment in viewing this piece, may I suggest this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDKGkWU0lWQ
                  8ft x 4ft, distressed beading & ply, varnish & enamel paint (2014)

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Merchandise

When we have nothing left to give
There will be no reason for us to live
But when we have nothing left to lose
You will have nothing left to use
We owe you nothing you have no control
Merchandise keeps us in line
Common sense says it’s by design
What could a businessman ever want more
Than to have us sucking in his store
We owe you nothing
You have no control
You are not what you own
Fugazi, Merchandise.
Taken from the album ‘Repeater’ (1990), Dischord Records

I’ve got everything I’ve never wanted and it still isn’t enough

Everything but the kitchen sink

Biting the hand that feeds

Yn groes i’r graen

The Mall

Make money money – GO SHOPPIN!
Take money money – GO SHOPPIN!
No matter what the weather, winter spring or fall
We’ll be doin it… “at the mall”

Most times I’m casual, but easily I switch
to some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it’s cold
Armani, and Gaultier specs cover my eyes
The definition of jiggy so you best to recognize
At the mall, I’m baggin up, much more than gear
Victoria, be whisperin mad Secrets in my ear
She wanted me to knock her in the back of Foot Locker
I chuckled as she kicked more game than soccer
Others try to copy, I see em when they mock me
Baseball cap bent, the fresh scent is Issey Miyake
All the way from Green Acre’s to the Beverly Center
heads turn, and I’m the main concern when I enter
At Albee Square, niggaz wouldn’t even dare
with that fake thuggish ruggish when them Brooklyn kids be in there
Saw ?newriqi L? and then a sweet for my girl
Stylin, on the cell phone smilin, it’s my world
Can’t forget the Avorex, pocket for the royalty checks
My crew be showin loyalty, plus utmost respect
Yo son, go pioneer them bimbos, while I get some Timbo’s
Later on that night you’ll find them nymphos
That’s how it goes cause mad heads be in the mall
Let’s breeze, we got a show, plus I got another phone call

Gangstarr, The Mall
Taken from the album Moment of Truth (1998)


‘No need to evoke a hell in the afterlife. A hell for the excluded is being constructed in this one, announcing the same thing: that only wealth can make sense of being alive.
John Berger



I’d like to leave this open to the interpretation of the reader, it isn’t just an instruction to throw your dishwasher out. It can be read in several different ways, just depends where you’re coming from.

Gracious thanks to Rob Smith for his photographic assistance. This marrying of mediums is an experiment for a future project.