Wearing an Elephant Suit

If you can't beat'em pretend to be'em.

This is my elephant suit and I wore it everywhere. It was a little constricting.

I couldn't stand upright and had to move slowly, but it was worth it. I learned 

what it was like to be a powerful yet submissive animal. 

This is my elephant glamour shot. That's fashion!

This is some work that came from the whole performance. The dark blue fabric

here is actually a lifted Delta flight blanket. I slept with it on my move from 

Boston to San Francisco. I felt I deserved a souvenir.

This painting was a lot of fun. It was based on a Boucher painting with little cherubs 

which i substituted with the elephant suit. 

Rococo is in the canon. Fat flying babies with mushy faces, green skies, waterfalls, abundant flowers, fleshy fat sluts sticking their boodies in the air. It's my favorite period.  I should do more art like that.