An ode for you
Reactions ranged, from ‘go away’ and 'what’s wrong with you?’ to biblical comparisons 'Jesus", 'Mary’, and 'angel’ (I think that’s 'cause of the lights) to a bloodshot man who presented his Hustler centrefold in one hand and me in the other, saying 'I got it, I got it’. Blown away on drink and dreams of cunt, he kept showing me vulva after vulva, and making pumping fuck-motions against me. He didn’t even see the chandelier, he just saw a shaved Hustler pussy come to life - the slut of his dreams - and he wasn’t going to let that pass without embracing it. His Hustler was soon snatched away and ripped up by an offended fellow-squatter.There was a man who shook his knobkierie at me, a woman who kissed my hand (and me hers), some women sang Nkosi Sikileleli'Afrika, one woman said The Lord’s Prayer, some people clapped, some people scorned.It is the unpredictable and diverse responses that people bring into the work, as well as the intimacy of those interactions, that actually construct the work - also visually it is very strong, both in beauty as well as in it’s ugliness.