George Washington doll head, the sound of remorse coming up from out of the ground, the end of nostalgia as political mandate, wood, plaster, plaster gauze, rhinestone appliqués, jewelry pieces, gemstone owl, beaded glass trim, a found racist horror of two black faces emerging from over-large ceramic feet, the joy of dancing and knowing that you are free and alive and whole, spray paint, heat and the feeling of hatred, the becoming medicine of the soul, an open imagination, small African mask found in Brooklyn right near the bridge, this game is still very challenging isn’t it, the obviousness of this old grief, how it is to run away from yourself and never get caught, a dancing queen, a penis where one wants a gun, the clearest shape of freedom is being loosed open at this very moment and this artwork is but a glimpse into a new doorway.