It’s been raining for weeks, and half of northern new south wales is underwater, and Russia is invading Ukraine and our empty-headed pollies are sniping at each other’s photo opportunities (each one lamer than the next). That’s the status of the world – wild weather warning us of climate change and the incoming energy crisis.
In Feb I drew half a dozen of these walking wigs with hands. Empty heads or hair wrapped around a void. Or hair that walks. Walking blind into the future. Andre Breton (Dadaist) had a great sculpture of hair – Emma, 1900 which tapped into the horrorshow of fetishizing beauty by containing it. And who doesn’t love a wig?
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Fabulous work Sharon…