And how can you not love Bailey's story of the Creature from the Black Lagoon who, brought to Hollywood with promises of work as an actor, amidst lunches of sushi, love advice from Boris Karloff, and the ever more
pendulous gravity of memory, ends up trapped in making a film of what is, essentially, his true story, just another goddamn monster flick?
Her sculptures recall the work of Eva Hesse in their
pendulous, organic abstract forms, acted upon by
gravity so as to be in a constant state of tension.