Being a rather mild sort, I still like making a scene.  Every artist does, I suppose, and often this involves taking the preliminary step of discarding or disagreeing with the thing already in place before moving toward the new.  That thing in place?  Leonard Cohen calls it a slogan.  Others use the term cliche.  It’s taken a lot of abuse over the years but even if somewhat embattled, it’s still around.  Consider the nude, for example.  In fact, three nudes.  All young, attractive, idealized in Vivian Lindoe’s reproduction Three Seated. I wouldn’t necessarily discard them.  They exist, after all.  But the years have gone by and winter has arrived.   A new scene is in order.  Certainly, warm clothes.  

This new scene is played out in a cardboard box and undertaken in response to Vivian Lindoe’s serigraph Three-Seated.