I was overwhelmed at the amount of artistic landfill stuffed into Stephen's House. Every available molecule in his home was crammed with so many intriguing trinkets and assorted moldy dead things, there was no place to sit down. Interestingly, there's no bread (or food for that matter) in his kitchen, but there's about 150 antique toasters....and it's unclear if any of them actually work. Once you get over the fact he's got a stuffed two-headed calf in his living room, you'll soon make your way to his bedroom. This is where he showcases the deformed fetuses floating in jars of formaldahyde artfully displayed near his bed. I asked eligible bachelor Stephen what the ladies thought of this particular choice of decor, and he is quite confident the woman for him will be fine with it. I left the 3 hour tour of Stephen's house completely discombobulated, sneezing, awed and inspired, but unsure of what I would paint for the upcoming show. Since he already has everything under the sun crammed into that house, I figured I would create objects that WEREN'T there. Stephen does not own a Macedonian Mobile Soap Dish, but he sure wishes he did.
Stephen does not own a Tricky Little Imp Toothbrush Holder like this either. When I asked if he wanted one, he was visibly shaken. "No, no" he said, "that's not the kind of thing I'd be comfortable having in my bathroom."