Why would a woman wear a television on her bosom? Or more precisely, why would a woman wear televisions on each of her breasts? Clearly, this is some kind of statement about something. So, I propose to rule out possibilities.
Reasons that are unlikely:
- Not to watch television, unless the woman has a neck like a osterich
- Not to entertain the kids, cuz they can’t see up that high
- Not to entertain girlfriends, cuz what woman gawks at her girlfriends breasts
- Hmmm, what can the reason possibly be?
Today, Vanessa Blaylock & Company, a group of performance artists (including me), commemorated Charlotte Moorman and the TV bra in an exhibit at the Gallery Xue in Second Life New York. This was my second exhibit with this troop and I enjoyed every minute of it. I think I’m getting the hang of this performance art, and I think it’s right up my alley. hehe
For now, I’m just happy with my own TV bra and hope to wear it the next time I head over to Junkyard Blues. VB (I prefer that to Humuhumunukunukua, although I’m sure that name has some deep esoteric meaning) has been doing performance art for many years and this is all new to me. I’m looking forward to our next adventure, next week. But you’ll have to check iRez magazine for details.
Since I’m new to the group, and although today’s group is smaller than last weeks, I want to recognize everyone by name (left to right): piano, Pixel, Pixelated Gina; cello, Xue Faith, Moni, Ze Moo (he’s a real guy, just chose to wear a TV bra.. hehe), Emma Peel, Yordie, Vanessa (aka Humuhumunukunukua), Lanne Wise and Calliope Lexington.
Yay and see you next week!