This was an early iteration of my attempt at performance - something that became very important to me during my time on the board of Mountain Standard Time Performative Art Festival. This work was a durational performance in the Sugar Cube gallery (a small window gallery on a busy pedestrian street in Calgary) where I used drawings as a form of low-tech dissection, revealing different levels of my bodily tissue while I stood behind the drawing every day during rush hour.
Part of the story of this piece is the subsequent censorship - a conflict between the amazing women who ran the Sugar Cube and their unfortunate landlord and fellow tenants in the space. The work was ordered to be removed because of the “nudity” ??? and this unfortunate incident lead to the closure of the gallery. It was an odd story that highlighted the squeamishness that people have around femme bodies, particularly when they are put on display in a way that contradicts commerce.