Ira Tattelman's Work Creeps Me the Fuck Out

But that’s not a bad thing.

Be sure to check out his installation, “They Taught Me To Wash Away My Desires” in the restroom at the end of the hall at Artomatic. I keep forgetting to write down the room number but you’ll know it when you see it. Trust me.

I can’t even put my finger on why it weirds me out so much, I guess that’s what makes it so effective. Ira’s a delight to talk to but I keep forgetting to ask him if he’s capturing the piece on video. I don’t think he’ll be able to recreate the ambience or impact in video but it’s worth a try. Sadly, I loaned my camera to someone or I’d give it a shot. (literally and figuratively, I suppose).