My cat’s burlesque career was almost a failure. He was solid black and hard to see. On stage he just looked like an ungulating shadow dancing to a Nick Cave tune. Which isn’t a bad thing, but people usually don’t go to burlesque shows to get totally existential.Yeah I know, the burlesque crowd is usually a little more artsy and some of the dancer routines border on hilarious performance art, but you still gotta show a little skin.
But when you’re too dark to see even under the lights. People are not aroused by a black void. You gotta lure em into the void by their savage lust.
So my cat got eight sparkly pasties for his eight cat tits, sparkly thong, some kinda headdress, and a rhinestone sheer cape thingy and the rest is history. As he stripped people fell in lust with the void and lost themselves in a fantasy of infinite darkness.
It was a great big hit.
Her painting is super realistic…
The Great Flood
My father never cried.
Sure, in private he did, but he never let it out.
He just slowly filled up with tears until one day he drowned.
—Body In A Box
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