Rental Gallery is in Chinatown. Michel took this picture. I was so excited to ride my bike to my opening. I arrived dripping wet with sweat. It was really hot. I locked my bike up outside, but when my friends showed up on their bikes, they brazenly brought them into the gallery. I was happy to see the bikes in the space. All very well loved and well ridden bikes.


I made the flag on the left. Aleksandra made the drawing on the right. Aleksandra's drawing is part of her "Church of Sharpie" project. It is amazing!


This picture makes it look like only 2 people showed up at the opening, but that isn't true. I think we were all standing outside, because it was hot.

The flag is 6.5 feet tall and 10 feet wide. That's huge! It's knit out of bamboo yarn.

Text on Flag: Red is ours, and we want it back. Red, the color of passion, anger, love, and whores, was stolen out from under our feet, replaced with the serenity of ninny blue, and no one even flinched. Blue suits offend no one; blue skies delight all. Blue is nebulous, dreamy, non-committal, boring. Red is the blood of angry workers and the morning sky before the storm. Red is fire, urgency, energy, sass, seduction, and verve. Red is danger, speed and power. We want red lights not blue laws; red hot not blue balls; cherries and strawberries and beets and homegrown tomatoes and blood oranges; not just moldy cheese and blueberries. This is a call to take back red and to bring dignity back to the color of blood. We will not back down in this color war and we resent those who have stolen it, tainting the most noble of colors with bigotry, racism, greed, stupidity, and religious intolerance. The red states, in other words, are not doing red justice, and we on coasts and in cities are not comfortable labeled with the color of complacency.
Take red back!