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Wednesday, December 12, 2007

My Second Second Snow Crash with Second Front...

Here I am after snorting probably L$300 of coke which was probably most if not all of our budget from Zones Contemporary Artfair in Miami that was designated for that night's Second Front performance, now that I think about it. I had what was probably the virtual equivalent of mild and temporary form of pixellated heart failure. Fortunately, I could wade in the hot tub to revive myself if I wanted to or maybe just snort back some more lines to get myself back on track. Hmmm... Maybe I will have to consult Eno's Oblique Strategies book one more time as it seems to contain many LINES of wisdom... I must have left the snow tray just at the moment the book chimed in with the words, "you seriously need to check into rehab!" Sigh!

Hey there...uh.....SNORT!....uh....Hey....SNIFF!

Phew! I am stil recovering from my performance with Second Front called "Art Basel Miami Vice" that was part of the Zonal Contemporary Artfair in Miami! This show was also part of the TELECULTURE exhibition sponsored via Pace Gallery and many others...

Well, this posting is really only meant to be a pointer to check out the official blog posting at the Second Front blog.

Before I either:
1) Collapse in my tracks...
...or...
2) Call my dealer ASAP...

I should at least show you some more exclusive and scandalous photos from that event before I do either (and/or) some (or all) of the above...

Here I am doing some more lines of coke on the upstairs roof-top patio of our Snow Crash pad in Miami (Locusolus in SL). It at this point that my limo driver Blued Food (the bald dude in this pic) joined me to receive the "payment" for his limo driving services...all we had left to pay him was usage of some of the cocaine itself...sigh!

Here I am doing more lines of coke while heeding the equally coked-out advice of Oblique Strategies. I mean, this deck of cards must seriously be high on its own lines because with each snort that I made, its wisdom was becoming gradually less contextually related to the act of snorting. By the time this pic was taken, the book no longer focused on the task at hand but lazily reclined and spouted what it knew about best - ambient music...sigh! I think it was starting to believe its own zen-fortified ego.

As mentioned in the Second Front blog posting about this event, Blued did a great job of hovering the limo Blade-Runner style up to the rooftop patio of our villa. I just figured I should post an extra pic of it on my blog since I had taken a pic of this from a slightly different angle.

This pic was taken in the orgy room where we temporarily dogpiled onto the coke-tray while waiting for more to rez. This was when things kinda got outta hand (understatement of the month). Olga Wunderlich's question as to whether or not we were doing a performance is actually a very good one - Second Front will wait to see whether or not the critics considered this winter snowfall excessfest to be an innovative form of Performance Art or perhaps even a Social Sculpture Installation or my personal favourite, a Happening...Well, at any rate, the event was indeed "happening" while it lasted... Maybe it is time I check into rehab now that the party of 2007 has come to close...Oh wait, there may be more lines ready for me at some New Years party in SL....hmmmm....SNIFF! SNORT!