"Feh" #2.

(Written on October 12th 2009)

The photograph’s camera systematically goes off, and mesmerized I watch all shapes of astonishing legs strutting down the cat walk. In exceptionally outlandish and eccentric hues, shiny sheer fabrics, and haunting patterns, “Feh”- The Collection, has come to life. I can see the disgust and disapproval painted in the spectator’s eyes, and I know from the twitches of their mouths that they absolutely hate it. But at the end of the day, I make the big bucks, so they can just sit it out! Seven years, that it took me, to put this very moment together. The lights are low, the echo of stilettos soft- I haven’t a place to go. Here I am, in this constant state of going nowhere.

From behind the stage I hear the thoughts of my fidgety models: “I can’t believe I’m doing this. What are my parents going to say?” I half chuckle to myself, and deep in my soul, I can assure you it’s something of this nature…. “We worked so hard to raise her well within our meager means, and this is what she’s doing with it?!”

Provocation is a peculiar route to take, in life. But I’m certain that this time it’ll pan out; as soon as these semi functional closed-minded idiots take their heads out of their asses, and find it in their hearts to accept the richness of the challenges it has to offer. No rewards ever come from social loafing like a poor sheep in a vast green field… It’ll all be okay, I can feel it.