2018 Shadow Canyon

This is the performance artist who rented out a gallery to pour things on people. There he is, in an all-white room at an all-white table, waiting. Here’s your blindfold, stand on that canvas, and let’s commence. From atop a ladder, he dumps blueberry yogurt, rosemary oil, and egg yolk. It soaks your hair and clothes, dripping down down down to the floor. When it’s all over, he gives you the splattered canvas and you’re out on the street. Maybe he’s a genius, or maybe he’s completely nuts, but you’ve got a story either way.