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shannon johnson has been told she is a renaissance woman, an epicure, and a bundle of contradiction.
It goes something like this:
:: east coast / west coast
:: carhartts / dark garden corsets
:: cultural producer / athlete
:: tea and wine snob / grease monkey
:: athletic trainer / jazz musician
:: video artist / daytime tv junkie
:: filet mignon / kraft original mac -n- cheese
:: bataille / judy blume
:: star wars / orlando
:: city / country
:: jeep / audi tt
:: voyeur / recluse
you get the idea.
Her earliest memories are of lying under the car with her father handing him tools, sitting in the living room on Sunday mornings listening to classical music with her mom, and pretending she was darth vader out on the driveway. She spent most of her Friday nights during college at santa clara painting the walls of her dorm room while most of campus was out drinking at frat parties. After santa clara she decided she needed to find more like-minded people, and did so at rensselaer polytechnic where she received her M.F.A. in '98 in electronic arts. She deals with large groups of people by sitting in the corner and coloring... and eventually discovered that people get PAID to do that. viola! If you ever asked her what she does for a living, she would simply state, "i make things look pretty".
a few of her favourite things::
author:: jeanette winterson
vocalist:: diamanda galas
photographer:: cindy sherman / floria sigismondi
installation piece:: duchamps' Etant Donnes
installation artist:: r.gober / t.oursler
colour:: black
texture:: leather
word:: yes
animal:: boogabean gallery
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Fortunes were doubled in the blink of an eye. Poor men became rich, and rich men became filthy rich -- without doing a day's work. In the wildly speculative marketplace, even the threat of government crackdowns couldn't halt the illegal trading of the hottest commodity in 17th century Holland -- tulip bulbs. When the middle classes began to realize how much money the upper classes spent on tulip bulbs -- and how much money they made selling them -- they sensed a "fool-proof" get-rich-quick opportunity. Thus "Tulipfever" was born.
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