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Adaqtation and Imbulgence, part two, a narration
With this piece I took the idea of indulgence more literally, and created a piece about selfishness, or self-fullness. At that time, in the early Seventies, there was a ot of talk about a certain kind of artist being very self-indulgent, I think you…
Attica
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Café Society
Breen’s Bar, Salon of MOCA, the site of Marioni’s Café Society, where on Wednesdays from 2-4 p.m. artists would meet and exchange ideas and energy. Beer was free. Marioni’s “concept of Café Society is drunken…
Cell
Fox created a room permanently installed at MOCA in the form of a memento mori for the series, All Night Sculptures (Loeffler and Tong 1980: 76)
Chair installation
Installation including furniture attached to ceiling, Acconci’s voice on audiotape, projected light. (Foley 1980: 181)
Feed Me
There was a room in MOCA that had been a ladies’ lounge when the space had been a printing company before I moved in. It was a little room where the women employees would rest or smoke or put on makeup. Barbara Smith chose that room and set it up for…
Fire Roll
I began the evening watching television, smoking and drinking beer. The other artists were preparing their pieces. People were filling the museum and my activity went almost unnoticed. After about an hour I got up and went around the room turning off…
Hand Generated Light
The performance was situated in a room adjacent to the main exhibition space. Attached to the front of the door, the only entrance to the room, was a small light bulb. For the duration of the three-hour show, I was in the room with the door locked…
Handcuff: Linda Montano and Tom Marioni
For three days Tom Marioni and I were handcuffed together. For ten minutes each day we made a video document of the event. The time together became a study in movement and mutual signaling.(Montano 1981, pages unnumbered)
Linda Montano came to me…
I Became a Secret Hippie
The piece began when I took my clothes off, jeans and a t-shirt, and lay on my floor on my back. A friend hammered a star-shaped stud into my sternum. I then sat in a chair and had all my hair cut off. Finally, I dressed in some FBI clothes I had…