Maybe you’ve noticed: we tend to overextend ourselves. Not only does this blog cruelly stimulate and occasionally sate your need for medical curiosities, but it does double duty promoting the tenuously related activities of The Art of Bleeding Magic Ambulance crew. Squeezing in hours to actually produce those ambulance shows can itself be a distraction from blogging. Anything beyond that, and something gives.
That’s when the blog goes black. Immediately after our “Halloween Highway” gore spectacular, your humble blogmaster was summoned away by a past that just won’t quite stay buried. You see, The Art of Bleeding’s absurd spectacles are genetically related to those of The Cacophony Society, a national cabal of pranksters and eccentrics, which is the subject of a recent museum exhibition, which I, as former wrangler of the Los Angeles lodge, was called away to help curate.
It was a mad rush, allowing no time for blogging over even organizing the Art of Bleeding appearance at the exhibition opening February 4. Our ambulance performance this time round was of a highly “improvisational” nature, but we’ll be back with something more… errr, organized, at the April 7 closing party.
(Note: The giant fetus depicted below is from a Cacophony/Art of Bleeding collaboration, the “Prenatal Emergency” installation at Cacophony’s “Museum of Mental Decay.” Here it is in situ.)