I wear a hamsa around my neck. Once gifted to me by my mother and boyfriend it seems to have become a part of me. I hate to take it off, and if I do, it is back on in no time. Call me superstitious?
So why not... wacky and tacky here we go!
imagine an entire room with this wheatpasted to the walls!
Installation! Oh art... how I love you.
SO who will let me do this...
hmmmmmm maybe a little guerrilla install first?!?!?!