Before the Fork, 2016
My Demons of Consumption are unfortunately very autobiographical, although hopefully still very amusing (In lieu of novelty I will always fall back on self deprecating humor). My demons are always ready to party, always out for a good time. No matter how educated and informed I am, I still recklessly consume; it is my primary function. In any case, my demons have been constructed with parts of me – my hands and feet, and mouth – but also with parts of my son. A reminder that some behaviors have childlike motivations and are based in immaturity; also a reminder that he will inherit my follies if I do not pay attention to what he is learning from me.
The whiskey facejug heads are not connected to the bodies, and can be removed and exchanged for other heads.