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Jane Doesn't Need Dick:
​Origin of Love

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GAY PRIDE, ALWAYS & FOREVER, 57.5” x 39.5”, Paper Collage, Acrylic, 2017
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Dyke on a Bike, 48” x 71.5”, Acrylic, Metal, Rubber Tire, 2017
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Jane Wants Dick’s Dick, 22” x 26”, Linoleum, Oil Paint, Wood, 2017
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Bedroom Fantasies, 12” x 14”, Plexiglas, 2016
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Vaccum, 10” x 16”, Iron-on Transfer, Paper Collage, Plexiglas Frame, 2016
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Bad Bois, 12.75” x 16”, Iron-on Transfer, Paper Collage, Plexiglas Frame, 2016
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The Scream, 13” x 16”, Iron-on Transfer, Paper Collage, Plexiglas Frame, 2016
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House of Drag, 12.5” x 16”, Iron-on Transfer, Paper Collage, Plexiglas Frame, 2016
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Exalting the Butch, 13” x 16”, Iron-on Transfer, Paper Collage, Plexiglas Frame, 2016

Origin of Love

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When the earth was still flat
And the clouds made of fire
And mountains stretched up to the sky
Sometimes higher
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs
They had two sets of arms
They had two sets of legs
They had two faces peering
Out of one giant head
So they could watch all around them
As they talked while they read
And they never knew nothing of love
It was before the origin of love
The origin of love

And there were three sexes then
One that looked like two men
Glued up back to back
Called the children of the sun
And similar in shape and girth
Were the children of the earth
They looked like two girls
Rolled up in one
And the children of the moon
Were like a fork shoved on a spoon
They were part sun, part earth
Part daughter, part son
The origin of love

So we wrapped our arms around each other
Trying to sew ourselves back together
We were making love
Making love
It was a cold dark evening
Such a long time ago
When by the mighty hand of Jove
It was the sad story
How we became
Lonely two-legged creatures
It's the story of
The origin of love
That's the origin of love


Lyrics from "Origin of Love" by Hedwig and the Angry Inch
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    • Historical Models of Cultural and/or Biological Performative Identities
    • HILL DISTRICT
    • EARLY COLLAGE
  • SCULPTURE / INSTALLATION
    • The Meaning of Life: A Self Portrait
    • Origin of the Odd
    • SEX OBJECTS
    • I Am Surfacing
    • The Bachmann Overdrive Reparative Conversion-a-tor
    • Creatures
    • RECUPERATING THE HISTORIC: QUEER LIFE BEFORE STONEWALL
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