craigslist projects, an exhibition space

Where else would I find the perverse, the banal, and the twisted slowly edging themselves towards surrealism but in Mr. Rodger’s neighborhood? This city’s 3 rivers of molten steel turned loose a brilliant range of works including a wedding gift depository shaped like a vagina, a delicate and obsessively pen-drafted knight riding a dinosaur, a spray painted lunar landscape and a bunch of tiny hats. Were I to have more control I would install the entire show in the free crumbling house, though it clearly exists as a discrete piece in its own right. Perhaps the perfect metaphor for the entire exhibition concept is the horror film inspired mass-murderer mask which eases its way past humor and firmly stands in the shadows of the antisocial. Bart kick-flips his way to the pink ice cream truck, past the hand painted little masks and the sorrowfully hopeless blank plaques. The concept that this exhibition occupies is scary and it lurks in each of our own neighborhoods. (for sales inquiries follow the links to the original craigslist ads)