can't ship the works to south africa if you don't have the big bucks.
have you ever thought that you can't just treat the installation of art in public as something outside of race, place, time? geez
i wanted to treat myself as an actor,
so that you could see them
and me, or just the third silence.
but in context. not seperated from anything :)
i worry about money all the time. my hair is going grey faster than my parents, my sisters and i all our hair is going grey.
the thought that art was made at a distance, from the artist, from the curator, from the public, from institutions but it doesn't happen in a vacuum, it happens in an amniotic sack of stuff that's around it all, and in it.
all this stuff is cool, it's just a communal game, but it's important nonetheless I reckon. not a cool idea even, i just have dumb ideas all the time, but.
anyway miscommunication happens when you text emojis from an apple phone to an android.
blazing empress (stairs near corner henry nxumalo street and barney simon road)
aaron carter (fence near entrance/exit to M31 anderson street)
spencer lai (a bush in newtown community park, near dance factory)
tshepo moloi (flowerbed at the gauteng rental housing tribunal)
OH!BLOOD (wall in staib street)
roberta joy rich (various poles, walls and electricty boxes in new doorfontein)
amber wright (a crack near corner rissik street and kerk street)