I have formed a very tight bond with my rope....It loves me, keeps me warm where it touches...and (*blushes*) can even get me off if placed in the correct spot. Now if I can just convince my boyfriend to let me sleep with it.... I love my rope. ...

Iconography that resembled any kind of ancient forms and rigid traditions was the furthest thing from my mind six weeks ago. In the course of painting, or "writing" an icon of the parable of the prodigal son, I formed a profound and unexpec...

The realization that I had actually formed an intimate relationship with my plastic Jesus came upon me last night as I was mourning his loss. About a month ago I read this task and decided that Plastic Jesus was the man for the job. I started carry...

The last few days I've been falling asleep and waking up thinking about sf0. This morning I rolled over in bed and lazily opened my eyes to the notion of tasking. There next to me was Beau. He's my bear. There was a brief time in my uni...

We met on Friday afternoon, convening at Jordan's house, to say goodbye to a beloved member of society. Jordan's ceramic pear had been smashed by an evil maths teacher. The pear had been a loved member of the group since Storer's birthday, where Jord...

I carry "The Dancing Kids" with me wherever I go, and photograph their adventures all around the globe. They have a little carrying case that they live in, and I keep crazy glue in there for accidents, as well as blue tac for the less "level" setting...

I saw this task awhile back but wasn't really sure what I would submit for it so I passed over it. I've since moved and the inanimate object that I have an intimate relationship is back in my life. It all started sometime in 2004. I am not sure what ...

i have been wearing the same whatch for 6 years now. i havent taken it off in 5 months. some people say im obsessed with it. its not in as good of a condition as it was. some times the light doesnt even work. the light used to go on for 4 feconds but...

There is no relationship more intimate than taking the external and making it one with yourself. Ink and ceramic, metal and plastic.

For 15 years I have been actively in a relationship with my favorite thing in the world: drums. For the past 7 years or so, I have consumated this relationship with my pristine and immaculate set of pork pie drums. While I do find it slightly ironi...