I did it again. I submitted my work for the Museum of Modern Art Portfolio Reviews.
I sent a unique artist’s book, Pillow Book (Or a Few Reasons I’ve Come to Love Women). It’s a collage book based on soft-core pornography, all pictures taken from old Playboy Magazines, pieces from my youth.
This time I was called about ignoring the rules.
Why do I do it? Who knows. I suppose I just want to feel that I matter, that my ideas are of consequence. It seems we all trick ourselves into believing that we matter.