OK, body fluid is always a good one (pissing in the snow, canning your own shit, a cast of your head in your own frozen blood etc). So here's my idea: I will buy masses of very expensive creams, moisurisers, anti-ageing, ant-cellulite products, empty them and fill them with my own ejaculate, then set them all up in a gallery space made out to look just like a beauty counter at Selfridges, complete with sales girls. The curator can write up some blurb about how the work interrogates the matrix of normative sex and capitalised bla bla bla.
― Raphael T., Thursday, 8 December 2005 15:04 (nineteen years ago)
― Sororah T Massacre (blueski), Thursday, 8 December 2005 15:08 (nineteen years ago)