Red Lorca

28” x  38”  1/4”-clear glass

Enameled

I was adjusting the lighting for a solo show I was having at a the San Luis Obispo Museum of Art the day before my opening.  The curator took lunch and I stayed on to work.  While he was gone I opened the gallery to the public and kept working.  I wanted to be the fly on the wall, so to speak.  Soon a women and her older parents wondered in.  In a deep southern accent the daughter exclaimed, "Hey ma, look a dis."  Ma, "Whad is it?"  Daughter, "It's ART ma." Ma, "Yeah, bud whad is it?"  Pa turns to me and says, "Looks ta me like a Chinese abortion."  Funny and wonderful.  I loved it.

So the piece sells, to a different woman, and I install it in her residence in West Hollywood.  After installing it I tell her she can simply clean it with Windex.  She turns to me and says, " I will lick it with my tongue and rub it with my breasts."  I am  not making this up. 

And people think artists are goofy.