Oh! How They Should Have Sedated Me Sooner
Pia Thompson Lunjevich
Ngāpuhi
I AM THE MAD DOG THAT BARKS AT THE WANING MOON. I SPIT AND IT IS A RIVER.
Master of Fine Arts
Fine Arts, Photography
Oh! How They Should Have Sedated Me Sooner tries to perform the Gothic feminine as alive. It Bleeds, Strains, Fucks, twists its head and never dies. It rots and stinks and smokes and pisses in courtyards. It cries, loses its patience, stubs its toes, snaps, convulses. It's paranoid and unmedicated, it's ambivalent and concerned with all that breathes and all that doesn't. It is entropic and catatonic.