Grabbing at the bottle of Neanderthal juice she opts upon bringing her maniacal mind to brand new places, dishevelled places lain mysteriously wherein none-too-much happened again. A seriously suggestive artist’s perfectly (in)opportune prerequisite- is to fondly fail at fiercely abstaining… and, all awhile, ceaselessly creating equal pieces of heaven, both hell: Smile a fair while (why not!?) our dearest deathly and designated disaster?

For purgatory appears to have been your perfect reprieve… Shaped sensationally between: a sharp object and your lugubrious necessity