by Artsy Staff
Take one Japanese non-conformist woman who is considered “an
Asian, a woman and a widow, who doesn’t know her place—at
all” by many people. Add a musical note and
a career filled with mountains, trees and skies. Mix with
Fluxian thought, Beatles, Art, Creativity and struggles with
a warped mirror. Simmer your memories until they become
diamonds. Notice that they are now diamonds, not your memories.
These days I am enjoying my aloneness. Lately I have been focusing
on my new work for theViennese show in October. The last show I
caught was “My Mommy Was Beautiful”, my show at the
Shoshanna-Wayne Gallery. I thought it was exactly as I had planned
it to be. I hate it when critics don’t do their homework and
get vicious out of ignorance. This morning I had coffee for breakfast.
My latest projects are in my head. My influences are what I eat
and/or what I’ve eaten. Sometimes I wish Sean would play chess
with me on QEII across the Atlantic, drink hot chocolate with me
on the Eiffel Tower, and imagine letting a goldfish swim across
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