Archive October 2008

Artist Aaron Johnson offers a scintillating and titillating peephole into the filthy love affair of church and state with his latest show, Star Crossed, at the Stefan Stux Gallery in New York City. Frustrated by the challenge of making a direct statement through the subtleties of his previous artwork, he set out to boldly proclaim his dissatisfaction with the current political climate.

Johnson’s aim is true as he spears the heart of the traditional American myth, revealing gritty undertones of secret political lust. Startling and disturbing in content, yet strangely appealing with bright colors and plastic-y sheen, his work effects like a moth to a flame. It’s nearly impossible to tear your eyes away from the shocking images of a bloody and vindictive Christ brutally defiling an eager Lady Liberty, a clownish Uncle Sam parading on his hog-tied camel, or a demonic yet haloed George W. seasoning his ghoulish dinner with the Crucifix and the Statue of Liberty.

It takes a moment for the viewer’s eyes to manage to focus on the most controversial element of all: each of these images is clinging to an actual American Flag stretched as its canvas. This brings us to the heart of this provocative exhibit, the very fabric of which it is made. To some, defiling a flag is an inexcusable act, but as an icon in the greater world around us it has come to represent a shameful savagery wreaked clumsily by President Bush, a man who claims to be led by God. Johnson merely turns on the floodlights, exposing the stains, the flaws weaving in and out of the conscious and unconscious American identity.

A surprisingly poignant undertow pulls beneath the glaring accusations, a longing for the mythical promise of “truth, justice, and the American way” meaning something honest and pure. Appropriately timed before the most highly anticipated presidential election, I wonder if patriotism is anything more than a buzzword on a soapbox. Is it merely a waking dream, ethereal and intangible, a trick of smoke and mirrors? Or is everyone who is born on American soil, under so many stars and stripes, a patriot by default? And each American a canvas whose opinions, beliefs, triumphs and failures all splatter across our collective union, swirling and bleeding together until the original is obliterated? Perhaps the real melting pot is not a melting pot at all, but rather more like Johnson’s abstract pieces: a dynamic explosion of life’s fluids resulting in a metaphoric Big Bang that leaves us like so much flotsam waiting to reform into something new and wonderful.

As I ponder this, it becomes clear that though the title of the show Star Crossed, is less about an affair between church and state and more about the meaning of the physical stars and stripes. Referencing Romeo and Juliet, the star-crossed lovers could very well be the American people and their motherland; doomed to be separated by the greed of corporate lobbyists and overreaching politicians. With our current status and history it would certainly be easier to drink the poison and put America out of her misery, laying her out with a lover’s kiss.  However, the sins of our fathers will not be so easily eradicated. We must boldly look into the eye of our gluttony and obscenity and choose to change. Our nation is lucky to have artists like Aaron Johnson, who illuminate such notions and challenge popular believe.

Check out Aaron Johnson and his revolutionary technique “reverse-painted acrylic polymer peel painting” at www.aaronjohnsonart.com

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I officially discovered the key to getting things done FOR REAL and it’s simple: organization and planning.

Sounds silly, but I’ve found that if I have a basic “to do” list, nothing EVER gets done. I start one thing and go onto another and never complete anything. Since I’m now in the 4th week of my boot camp, by the way, I have transitioned from the physical section of the program into the mental section. The whole first month I was focused primarily on creating physical discipline (working out 6 times a week and maintaining a strict meal plan) and now that I have achieved that to a certain degree, I am working on the mental discipline, which is WAY harder for me!

Already this morning I had three things scheduled to do before lunch: write a new chapter in my book, write this blog, and work on a PR pitch for the company. Now the good and bad thing about working from home is that it requires much more discipline to actually work. I come home from the gym and I am my own motivator in what I accomplish for the day or whether I do anything at all. By the way, I would never recommend running your own company if you are not disciplined because it’s increasingly difficult when you are your own boss. Anyhow, I have gotten up at least six times to get a snack from the kitchen or make more tea, checked my facebook or myspace at least five times, my email at least ten, made a few phone calls and checked on line for which new bands are coming to LA. I found myself creating reasons for why I needed to go somewhere. I thought I’d go grab coffee, make a run to the grocery store or even find a place to vote early that’s thirty miles away.

This is when it occurred to me that we have to work out the mind the same way we work out the body if we want it to perform at its best. I found that in my hour and a half yoga class, I totally became restless and honestly, it’s not our fault that we are all A.D.D. We live in a world where no advertisement lasts more than a minute and a half. We are bred to not focus for longer than ten minutes and then punished for not paying attention longer. So since we aren’t taught how to do it, it’s up to us to learn it and it’s a crucial lesson.

So here’s the deal, if I want to run a successful company with 17 girls working with me, I better learn how to manage my time efficiently and organize myself and my company or else it becomes the disastrous, fourth grade group project where nobody knew what they were doing and it was complete chaos. Again, I’m preaching to the choir because I’m certainly not where I want to be in this area of my life, but I’m just expressing how important it is to take into consideration.

The things I’ve learned that really help are below.
1. Plan specific times for what things you want to accomplish in the day.
2. Make realistic/attainable goals.
3. Avoid all distractions (allot yourself time to snack, check emails, make phone calls etc., but don’t allow yourself to interrupt yourself when you’re working).
4. When you start to get tired or restless stand up, stretch, or shake it out.
5. The real secret is giving yourself little rewards (ie: if I work straight until three, I’ll walk over and get myself a coffee, or I’ll pick up a frozen yogurt). I have to have things to look forward to in my day or else I lose motivation and focus.

Anyhow, I’m working to streamline my ability to get things done quickly and efficiently. I’d MUCH rather learn the art of efficiency and master productivity so I can spend less time working and more time playing. Who wouldn’t? The same can be said for girls who want great bodies, it’s one thing to want it, it’s some thing completely different to earn it. Mental discipline is certainly earned, but the payoff is better than any six pack I’ve ever seen.

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Geri Hirsch wants you to know that she’s not just a fashionista. Her blog has made her a fashion muse for girls all over the world, but there’s a smart businesswoman and a compassionate idealist behind her enviable wardrobe. Though she has caught the cyber-world’s attention, Hirsch’s venture into the blogosphere began as a complete fluke.

After studying business at Ohio State, where she sold Seven Jeans and jewelry out of her bedroom, Hirsch dove straight into the workforce. But coming from an artistic household, she became bored with the 9-to-5. Hirsch confesses, “I wasn’t feeling creatively inspired, so I created a blog to fill that void. I had no idea that I was going to be pigeon-holed as this fashion girl.” Not that she’s complaining. “So many opportunities have come because of my blog,” she says. “I was offered a spot on a Bravo show, I’ve been working on my own show, I’m in talks about a fashion line, I’m developing a new website – I’m just trying to be as industrious as possible.”

And she has been. Hirsch has translated her blog into a career, which has affected all corners of the globe. “I have friends in Sweden and Australia that I’ve never met because of this blog. Girls in New York stop me on the street because they recognize me from Because I’m Addicted. It’s so funny because you do your blog in a very personal space, and you don’t realize how far your reach is until things like that happen.”

Even though her readers only come to her blog for their daily fashion fix, Hirsch is aware of her influence and stays true to herself to remain a positive role model. “I’m not that girl that’s always in a black mini skirt and heels or jeans and a t-shirt. It’s about wearing what feels great. I’m comfortable with who I am at that moment, and I hope others are too.”

It’s this independent approach to fashion that makes Hirsch so refreshing in an industry that is so demoralizing when you don’t meet its standards. Hirsch sympathizes with the pressure that is put on girls and calls on fashion to make a concerted effort to promote change. “It shouldn’t be, ‘That woman is full-figured, that woman is skinny, she’s brown, she’s white, she’s black.’ That’s the bigger issue with the world right now. We need to completely remove all of those lines,” says Hirsch. “If a girl is beautiful and she belongs on the runway, she should be there no matter what her skin color or weight is.”

Hirsch’s passion for empowering women is evident when she talks about her ultimate goal with her blog. She avows, “I want to inspire girls on a grander level. I love fashion and I love writing Because I’m Addicted, but I would like to not just have girls say, ‘I like Geri’s outfit.’ I want them to get something more, whether that’s information about a philanthropy event that I attended or some tidbits on the current election – something that has a bigger impact than Alexander Wang clothing.”

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What makes a first lady? In America, first ladies are valued for their strength, achievements, and eloquence. Jackie O epitomized style, poise, and social grace whereas former first lady, Hillary Rodham Clinton represented feminism, strength, and intelligence. Even the current presidential candidates’ wives have impressive resumes. Michelle Obama graduated from Princeton and received a J.D. degree from Harvard Law School and Cindy McCain is a buisiness person, philanthropist, with an M.A. degree. Undoubtedly, these women all serve as positive female role models. Could you imagine any of these ladies posing nude, being pop-stars or (gasp) partaking in several love affairs? In America, Michelle and Cindy would be grilled for such a history.

But the French seem to embrace their current first lady, Carla Bruni-Sarkozy’s unconventional past.

Prior to becoming France’s first lady, Bruni was a privileged supermodel and party girl who had high-profile relationships with both Eric Clapton and Mick Jagger. The New York Times labeled her a “man trap, serial heart-wrecker, rocker arm-candy, photogenic cipher, arrogant heireress, and polling gimmick,” going as far to say that she was the last thing anyone would have thought of as a catch. Yet, how does a young woman with such a colorful past become France’s first lady?

It appears that the controversy that has followed Bruni only adds to her appeal. The forty-year-old Italian-born first lady is more notable for her singing, songwriting and modeling than anything else. Her style and good looks have drawn comparisons to Jackie O and Princess Diana. Sure, the femme fatale is a permanent fixture in European gossip magazines, but in no way does she exemplify the style, grace, and elegance of Jackie O or Princess Di. Looks aside, Bruni isn’t ashamed of her past and has even said that she is “monogamous from time to time” but prefers “polygamy and polyandry.” Not exactly words American’s would want to hear coming from their first lady.

Nevertheless, there’s something about Carla Bruni that people find intriguing. A celebrity in her own right, Bruni is an example of someone who has been able to transition from an infamous past to a more dignified lifestyle. She successfully made her way into the political arena when she married French president Nicolas Sarkozy. Since then, France’s first lady has dressed more conservatively and altered her image to fit the part. In the meantime, the rich and well-educated Bruni not only accompanies the president but also recently released her third album.

Being rich, beautiful, and privileged are what make Carla Bruni Sarkozy who she is, but the US seems to seek a little bit more refinement and class in their candidates for first lady. Seeing as how our country follows media sensations, is it possible that Bruni’s popularity will set the stage for a different definition of a first lady? Only the future can tell that.

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Recently I was talking with my girlfriend and we were discussing life’s not so pleasant moments: a devastating break up, parents getting divorced, sickness, etc.; basically all the things we have absolutely no control over. Either way, it’s so easy for me to preach about positivity and choice in attitude when I’m speaking of someone else’s broken heart or sore soul, the real test of character is whether you can take a heaping spoonful of your own medicine when it’s your heart’s turn to be sick.

Needless to say, I recently had a devastating blow to my heart and my immediate reaction was, to put it nicely, rage. I was upset, angry, resentful, hurt and any other emotion you can describe that falls into the “life travesty” box. Of course I broke down crying and to be candid, (and yes I’m 25 years old) I called mom. She is the one person in my life whose voice alone heals my intangible wounds, it’s like she’s a first aid soul-fixing kit when you take a punch in your spirit’s belly. So I spent the first ten minutes talking about “poor me” and I swear if you had overheard my conversation you would have thought I were a survivor of a mass genocide who had watched my entire family get slaughtered. Okay, that’s a bit dramatic, but it’s interesting that when we get hurt the offender gets painted shades of Bundy and textures of Hitler.

Needless to say, and this is the meat of my blog today, I realized that despite my circumstances, my broken heart and a revelation that my “happily ever after” is not the way I had always imagined, that I am in fact, going to be okay. I don’t have to see the light at the end of the tunnel to trust that it’s there. And yes ladies, despite my tear-streaked face and seemingly justified anger, I don’t have to be angry. The real power is in choice. Mourn a loss, but don’t let it define you. Take the time to heal and the compassion you need to accept undesirable circumstances, but then pick yourself up and though it may be slow, your wobbly, stumble will become a walk, that becomes a jog, that before you know it is a dead sprint.  And it may not be in the direction you always thought you were heading, you may not even be on familiar land and you may not recognize your own face in the mirror, but use this opportunity to prove to yourself what you are really made of.

I promise not to crumble if you promise not to. I don’t know who reads these blogs, I don’t know if this one speaks to you for some reason, but I know that one of you knows what I’m talking about. Whether it’s losing your best friend, changing jobs, having a quarter-life crisis, losing the once love of your life, the anxiety of closing a chapter and starting a fresh, or whatever it is that is tearing at your heart; trust that the ONLY thing you are required to do on this earth is to breathe and somehow life, God, the universe had you stumble onto this blog just as a reminder that you are incredible. And I mean that, don’t you dare for one second allow someone else’s actions to dictate your worth or shake your confidence; you dictate your worth and your confidence rests in your hands alone.

While I might just be talking to myself right now, we HAVE to be reminded that we only get rainbows AFTER the storm and the worst storms seem to grace us with the most impressive god-breathed sky-work. So hold out for yours; it’s coming.

In the meantime, all I know is there better be one hell of a rainbow coming my way too. :)

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Ever heard of the sock monster? You know, the ghoulish goblin that mysteriously eats your last sock from the dryer. Well it has a cousin — the snack monster. You know what I’m talking about — you’re driving along, munching on your bag of Ghardetto’s snack mix (your “lunch” for the day) when POOF! You reach your hand into the bag and find it empty. Where did the tasty tidbits disappear to? Who is eating our food when we aren’t looking?  We are.

Mindless eating (the more politically correct term for snack monster) affects us all. Whether we eat while watching TV, eat on the run, grab food from a snack bowl simply because it’s there or eat in such a ravenous state of hunger that we hardly have time to chew before swallowing, most of us eat mindlessly.

The average American meal lasts less than 10 minutes. It takes 20 minutes for our bodies to feel full, so…you do the math. We end up overeating and eating so quickly that our body cannot digest the food properly. Such practices result in poor digestion, gas, bloating, inability to assess our body’s hunger, unhealthy weight gain and overall reduced satisfaction. I don’t know about you, but I prefer to enjoy the food I eat.

Mindful eating is a gift to give to yourself. By eating in a relaxed manner, you will feel better – physically and emotionally. There is something truly empowering about knowing that you ate a great meal, appropriate amounts of food and that you enjoyed every bite. Consider the following suggestions for adding mindfulness to your plate, your tummy and your life:

  • Turn off the TV – a quiet atmosphere is key.
  • Eat your meals at a table, sitting down.
  • Create a soothing atmosphere by lighting a candle, playing soft music in the background or using fine china instead of Tupperware.
  • Eat with chopsticks.
  • Eat with your non-dominant hand.
  • Chew each bite numerous times.
  • Put your fork down (between bites) and eat!
  • Shop at farmer’s markets and consider where the food you eat comes from.
  • Grow your own veggies.
  • Appreciate your food by volunteering at a soup kitchen.
  • Take several deep breaths and relax physically before you begin eating.
  • Learn to cook and eat foods you enjoy!

Hungry for more? Send your nutrition questions to august@iamthatgirl.com.

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Disney’s High School Musical makes its leap from the small screen to the big screen this weekend for its third chapter, High School Musical 3: Senior Year.  In what is supposedly the final installment in the franchise, the film finds East High’s students in the midst of their senior year, complete with a basketball championship, prom, graduation and, of course, their final high school musical.  The Wildcat seniors create an elaborate production that reflects their last four years together as well as their hopes and fears about the future.

Central to the story is the relationship between high school sweethearts, Troy Bolton (Zac Efron) and Gabriella Montez (Vanessa Hudgens) who are torn by the prospect of being separated when they head off to college.  Featuring 10 new original songs and countless dance numbers, the HSM ensemble attempts to create some memorable moments before graduation both for themselves and for the audience.

While from a business perspective it’s easy to see why Disney would op for a theatrical release over a television premiere this time around, I actually prefer the HSM phenomenon on the small screen.  The songs are high-energy and the choreography impressive, but something about watching this story unfold on the big screen makes it feel too over-the-top.  Rather than being sweet and fun, it comes off as corny and over-done.  The opening basketball sequence and a later scene that involves dancing in the rain scene were so cliché and ridiculous that I found myself laughing out loud.  While Zac Efron charms as usual, his counter-part, Vanessa Hudgens, is lackluster on the big screen as she dances gracelessly and her acting does little to save the film’s trite dialogue.  I normally consider myself a fan of musicals and even a fan of this franchise, but this big screen retrofit unfortunately failed to deliver.

That Girl says: Leave It!  While this film will undoubtedly be a teeny bopper hit, it doesn’t deliver for a broader audience.  The kids may be cute and the music catchy, but the big screen version felt too much like a production to be genuine.  Save it for the small screen and rent the DVD.

Release Date:  October 24th, 2008 (Wide Release)
Running Time:  100 minutes
Rated:  G
Company:  Walt Disney Pictures
Cast:  Zac Efron – Troy Bolton
Vanessa Anne Hudgens – Gabriella Montez
Ashley Tisdale – Sharpay Evans
Lucas Grabeel – Ryan Evans
Corbin Bleu – Chad Danforth
Monique Coleman – Taylor McKessie
Bart Johnson – Coach Jack Bolton
Director:  Kenny Ortega
Official Site:  http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/highschoolmusical3/

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Evelyn and Vivienne are 17 year-old twin sisters who both suffer from life threatening illnesses and find school isolating because they are different from the other kids.  Thanks to a film workshop put on by Hollywood Heart, a non-profit organization, Evelyn and Vivenne found an outlet for self expression.  When asked about the difference the film workshop made in her life, Evelyn laughs and says, “Now I want to be an actress.”

Evelyn and Vivienne are examples of the type of youth that Hollywood Heart aims to reach through their film workshops known as the “Movie Team,” where they equip underprivileged and terminally ill youth with the art of expression through film.  Their vision is to “bring hope, education, art, recreation, and teamwork” to youth who otherwise would not have this opportunity.

David Gale, Executive Vice President of MTV New Media and Specialty Films Division, founded the organization in 1995, which began as a summer camp for youth impacted with HIV/AIDS called Camp Pacific Heartland. Their newest initiative, Camp Hollywood HEART is an arts intensive camp for the older youth that have graduated from the Camp Pacific Heartland Program.

Based on the runaway success of the movie making class, Executive Director Lisa Cavanaugh realized the beneficial impact of equipping youth with the visual expression of film, and in 2002 formed the Movie Team sector of Hollywood Heart.  Today Hollywood HEART has made over 50 Movie Team films with youth from around the world.

The Movie Team volunteers are professionals in the film industry, who donate their time to teach children how to write scripts, create storyboards, design wardrobe, and shoot their own films. The movies are then often premiered at Hollywood studios, which provide screening rooms.

Hollywood HEART brings their film workshops to partnering organizations such as School on Wheels, L.A. Family Housing, the Boys and Girls Club, and CoachArt. The Movie Team has also expanded its horizons and brought self-expression to at-risk youth in Cape Town, South Africa.   Their newest project is to work with some very deserving youth in Buenos Aires, Argentina in the spring of 2009.

Program and Marketing director, Christine Rodriguez says, “Seeing the shy and quiet kids transform from barely speaking at the beginning of the program to becoming confident and excited to see themselves on film,” is the best part of being involved with Hollywood HEART.

For more information about Hollywood Heart, or to find out how to volunteer contact info@hollywoodheart.org or visit www.hollywoodheart.org

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“I remember the days sitting on the bathroom floor crying into the toilet because I couldn’t puke.” As a little girl, Suzanne Lyons aspired to be a model, but society told her she was too big. By the time high school came around, the five foot eleven beauty was continually fighting an uphill battle with her body image. It wasn’t until college that a friend encouraged Suzanne to get into plus modeling. Not knowing much about the industry, Suzanne submitted photos to the Brand Model and Talent Agency in Los Angeles. Impressed with her portfolio, Brand signed Lyons and the rest is history. Seven years later, she is still working as a plus size model and is inspired to serve as a role model for women everywhere.

But what does “plus size” even mean? The term applies to women who model apparel designed and marketed specifically for larger body sizes and types. There seems to be a misconstrued understanding when it comes to defining plus size.

According to Lyons, it depends on where you are. “In Los Angeles the favored size is 14 and a little bit of 16, whereas in Miami the average is 12 and 14. However, New York does size 10 and up. Every market is different. Still, 14 is the ideal. Anywhere between 8 (What! Size 8?!?!) to18 gets work but 14 is still the standard.” The market is constantly changing and fluctuating.

Lyons, who works as a Scenario Developer for Naval Special Warfare, was a bit nervous about what her colleagues would say when they found out she was a plus size model.  But they’ve been nothing but supportive. One of her Navy buddies said, “I think you’re perfect. Not too skinny. Nice and fit with curves.” Suzanne commented how it’s really women who are bringing the pain on themselves. Men don’t really idealize what we perceive as the “perfect body”.

It’s unfortunate that the fashion industry has divided models into these categories, because what is considered “plus size” is actually a more realistic representation of American beauty. Suzanne’s most memorable shoot was when a motorcycle company approached her not because she was plus size, but because she embodied what they wanted— a beautiful woman. “That was one of my favorite shoots because it was just about being a model, and that’s what I wish the industry would turn into.”

The plus size industry is growing, and that can be attributed to many factors.  Clothing stores such as Lane Bryant and Torrid carry clothing catered to the average American woman, and need fresh faces to represent their product. The Dove Campaign for Real Beauty has taken an avant-garde approach, featuring everyday women (rather than models) of all sizes in their photo spreads, urging ladies of every shape to be comfortable with how they’re shaped and who they are. Cycle ten of America’s Next Top Model and the latest season of Janice Dickenson’s Model Agency featured plus size contestants. Whitney Thompson, the first plus size winner on ANTM, will appear on a national campaign for CoverGirl cosmetics. There continues to be an increase in the presence of plus size women in the media, which will hopefully help average American women feel beautiful and feminine.

For Suzanne, being plus size is being comfortable in your own skin. She understands that she will never be a size two. “My body is happy at a size twelve…and that’s where I’m happy too.” One of the most rewarding things about being a plus size model is showing girls they don’t have to be a twig to be confident and beautiful. “It doesn’t matter what size you are, just as long as you’re happy with yourself and are happy with what you see in the mirror. That’s what’s important. I love plus modeling and I love the plus community because of that.”

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Down 7th Avenue in Greenwich Village, nestled between trendy boutiques and French cafes stands The Village Pet Store and Grill. Once you look past the unassuming storefront and the glare coming off the windows you realize it is not your average pet shop. You see that Mother Hen is nurturing a brood of Chicken McNuggets who tenderly nurse from a BBQ packet. Beside her is a lovely rabbit trying a new look with lipstick and eye shadow. Most disturbingly, above them hangs a dilapidated diner board advertising cheap meat.

After walking inside and wandering through the aisles packed with more strange creatures (including fish sticks that merrily swim in their bowl and hotdogs basking under warming lights) I had to ask myself, who is this artist?

Nowhere is his name published or written, but thanks to my art savvy brother I learned that his name is Banksy. Starting his career at the tender age of 18 in the UK in the 1980’s, he is best known for his graffiti art. Covertly, in the dead of night, he ran out and stenciled streets and blank walls in an effort to reclaim critical thinking for the masses.  His are not the gang tags and trashy scribblings of an amateur. Banksy’s stencils are complex and layered images, such as two police officers kissing, Mona Lisa with a rocket launcher, and a starving African child wearing a Burger King crown.

To the average eye, or maybe to your parents’ eyes, his art is simple anarchy and destructive behavior. If you allow yourself to look past the illegal nature of his work though, a different message immerges. Think of how often we are bombarded with advertisements on buses, billboards, and television. We are constantly told what to buy and what to think, all toward the profit of consumerism. Banksy wants to know why these companies are allowed to shout at us, but we are never allowed to answer back.

The Village Pet Store and Grill is Banksy’s first installation and brings his work to a whole new level. Using mechanical moving parts his meat pets are disturbingly brought to life. Inside, the onlooker is completely immersed into a new and different world that doesn’t feel as strange as he or she thinks. As far as most of us are concerned, our chicken McNuggets might as well hatch out of eggs, due to lack of education we have regarding the processes of our food. We want to believe that nuggets are born pre-breaded and that rabbits enjoy testing makeup. We believe this because advertisers don’t want us to have scary bad thoughts about the way we treat our animal friends.

The subtext beneath all of Banksy’s work, beyond hotdogs and fish sticks, is a call to the next generations, saying, “Open your eyes; think critically.” We subconsciously buy into gimmicks everyday. Our brains grow weary of questioning the slogans and jingles that are being endlessly pumped into our heads.  Banksy’s art asks us to take one step back and imagine a world that doesn’t value consumerism but rather profits above peace, love and justice.

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