This piece was one of my favorite and
most nauseating to create.
The idea came together from a few
different areas. I had been sitting
with the idea of making a picture with
chewed up food for quite some time.
But obviously this idea needed to
utilized in just the right way or it
would come across as childish. As we
all noticed at the time, Britney was
just a wreck and everyone seemed
totally okay with watching her degrade.
Society had enough time gnawing on her
and was spitting her out. I knew this
was my subject and a way to head with
the piece. Then I just needed the
food. I grew up in Seattle and had the
common experience of people saying they
hated Starbucks but still drank it
every day. I always found this to be
odd, and found a connection to Britney.
So I headed off to my local
neighborhood Starbucks, which I do
enjoy. And ordered one of every pastry
they had and got slightly odd looks
along with the question "for a
project?".
I went home and started chewing and
spitting, chewing and spitting, and
quickly discovered I would need to be
smearing it around. I took a couple
fingers and started the smear. It was
gross. Saliva, food, and my hand are a
bad combination. But I trekked on and
bit by bit I worked my way through the
piece. I was tempted to let it rot but
decided there wasn't a place in the
house good enough for such an event.
This piece I just folded in half and
set in the trash.
most nauseating to create.
The idea came together from a few
different areas. I had been sitting
with the idea of making a picture with
chewed up food for quite some time.
But obviously this idea needed to
utilized in just the right way or it
would come across as childish. As we
all noticed at the time, Britney was
just a wreck and everyone seemed
totally okay with watching her degrade.
Society had enough time gnawing on her
and was spitting her out. I knew this
was my subject and a way to head with
the piece. Then I just needed the
food. I grew up in Seattle and had the
common experience of people saying they
hated Starbucks but still drank it
every day. I always found this to be
odd, and found a connection to Britney.
So I headed off to my local
neighborhood Starbucks, which I do
enjoy. And ordered one of every pastry
they had and got slightly odd looks
along with the question "for a
project?".
I went home and started chewing and
spitting, chewing and spitting, and
quickly discovered I would need to be
smearing it around. I took a couple
fingers and started the smear. It was
gross. Saliva, food, and my hand are a
bad combination. But I trekked on and
bit by bit I worked my way through the
piece. I was tempted to let it rot but
decided there wasn't a place in the
house good enough for such an event.
This piece I just folded in half and
set in the trash.