Plastic Oasis [Reno Casino +&a Whitechapel] 2016
Mixed Media Tableaux
24 x cornflower blue
20 kg x aspen blue
6 sections of Bespoke printed vinyl (sand and plastic bags)
20 fabric prints
Square frame (3 part)
Water beads (at least 4 packs)
... And so continued a shopping list found under the polythene at the site, with a note about a Reno Casino.
Walking into the lobby, air conditioning hit her chops from the left with a cool rasp,
she saw her legs dangling over the porcelain and under skirts. Props.
A potted palm flicked its hair as she leant an armful of sweat on the marble(d) reception desk. Through the window to the courtyard she glimpsed the swimming pool blue, universal refreshment, globally provided.
Poolside, A fat man belched out his belly before a breast stroke, cutting through the water like a wet Panacotta on the glide.
Low rollers off the clock were smoothed over sun loungers like pallid custard skins.
Later, she sipped a cocktail called a last word that tastes of the swill at the dentist
An overhanging plastic turtle gave her a sense of the beady eye.
Popping a prawn she felt pink as it slipped uneasily down her gullet, throttled through.
She washed it down with mountain water in a slippery glass.
The pool was (in) the middle still, wrapped,
clad in the casino, like a center spread in glossy brochure speak.
Sealed in, made 3D, Flattened into fifty shades of blue.
The shepherds laid down the plastic, questioning the meaning of this stuff and worrying in their infinite wisdom that it was at risk of becoming something.