Creepy femme imagery floats through the streets of Pittsburgh like a groovy pink raincloud. BEHOLD! a cabinet of uncanny terrors!
-Disembodied ballerina body parts Hans Bellmer could get into...
-Ghostly hands with ectoplasmic manicures and lousy roses...
-Ceramic flocks of mannequin heads...
And I'm happy to report that the bloody babe performance art scene is alive and well here.
-Girls in lingerie giving strawberry milk massages
-Bearded ladies burning sage and reading tarot
-A small pile of underpants expropriated from the Warhol Museum
But I'm definitely missing the inimitable women (and not-men) of Bloomington.