Rental Gallery is in Chinatown. Michel took this picture. I
was so excited to ride my bike to my opening. I arrived dripping
wet with sweat. It was really hot. I locked my bike up outside,
but when my friends showed up on their bikes, they brazenly
brought them into the gallery. I was happy to see the bikes
in the space. All very well loved and well ridden bikes.
I made the flag on the left. Aleksandra made the drawing on
the right. Aleksandra's drawing is part of her "Church
of Sharpie" project. It is amazing!
This picture makes it look like only 2 people showed up at the
opening, but that isn't true. I think we were all standing outside,
because it was hot.
The flag is 6.5 feet tall and 10 feet wide. That's huge! It's
knit out of bamboo yarn.
on Flag: Red is ours, and we want it back. Red, the color of
passion, anger, love, and whores, was stolen out from under
our feet, replaced with the serenity of ninny blue, and no one
even flinched. Blue suits offend no one; blue skies delight
all. Blue is nebulous, dreamy, non-committal, boring. Red is
the blood of angry workers and the morning sky before the storm.
Red is fire, urgency, energy, sass, seduction, and verve. Red
is danger, speed and power. We want red lights not blue laws;
red hot not blue balls; cherries and strawberries and beets
and homegrown tomatoes and blood oranges; not just moldy cheese
and blueberries. This is a call to take back red and to bring
dignity back to the color of blood. We will not back down in
this color war and we resent those who have stolen it, tainting
the most noble of colors with bigotry, racism, greed, stupidity,
and religious intolerance. The red states, in other words, are
not doing red justice, and we on coasts and in cities are not
comfortable labeled with the color of complacency.
Take red back!