Amanda Struver | Cerberus Milk

Which comes first - the chicken or the egg? I don’t know if this is a turkey or a chicken. With Struver it’s hard to tell. Mythical beast, creature or something. Mutation. Mutation from a nuclear fallout? Experiment gone wrong? Probably not for the greater good.

I thought it was a fake egg at first. Was wrong. Went splat. 

This creature won a prize. A prize for being an oddity. Spiritually the creature and the costume are linked, but they take different forms. One is a symbol on an empty suit, the other isn’t wearing any suit. There’s gold dust on the floor and fireplace. Is it there to help the sculptures stand out, or just seasoning for the meat?

They are eating and feasting on themselves to death. Like when the grease flows out of a chicken in the oven and goes to the bottom of the pan. Of course you can’t just pour that down into the sink. Fat clogs the drains and stuff, bad for the plumbing. Also bad for the people who eat the chicken, but fat is delicious. Everything in moderation. You have to wonder about stuff that is called fat free - is it really fat free? Fat free is supposed to be good for us - but really?

Warhol said something like “in the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.” Celebrities think they should be famous for more than 15 minutes. I choose to ignore pop culture - you can try to be famous, but after 15 minutes is up you don’t exist. Onces the flash is off you are nowhere. 

The light crumples after it is used.