I have lived my art this week... I am a transformed, destroyed, and emerging new being as a result of this project. What an interesting week!! I went to Tilden on Sat. afternoon to collect some sticks to make the final pieces for the installation. Came home and spent a few hours putting them together before heading to bed. Little did I know that I would wake in the morning transformed. The sticks turned out to be old dead poison oak shoots. My face and arms were of another world. To make a long story short, I had to go to the emergency room twice in the following 3 days for medication and steriod shots. This is the first time that I have been even slightly able to do something productive this week, and even now I am heavily sedated with benedryl... What a project - I plaster myself, prepared to put myself on display and then end up transforming my actual body into a painful, horrible, swollen blister - whew... Will be interesting to process this when I get my head on straight... but for now, bed and dreams...