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Megan Rooney »Hullabaloo« at Cordova

Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova

I like you better in the pink dress. She had a lazy-lotus-eye. She waves. She cocked her head. Nonchalant. Eating pancakes with your hands. Stuffing one dollar bills into your pockets. He stared at the fruit stand. Moons and salads. Wanting to be happy. Imagine floating above the treetops. In our beautiful balloon. A unique present. Thank you again and again and again. You gave it. A sure-fire a gift. A real dad. You feel familiar. You enter a gentle curvy bend. You swing hard with a more forgiving club. Higher flight. He will bask. Basking. A woo woo woo opportunity presents itself. Ten months away. Goods and Services. Goods and Services. We took so many free rides to the mall. These coins were so hot. We wanted to sit. We stood instead. We shipped things. We waited for the mail. A few steps back. Water features. A continuous flow. She rushes over. She appears vulgar. A clean cut image. Meeting you in 15 min. Waiting for the time to pass. Waiting for the day to end. Clipping your loose nose hairs. Having a cocktail or a beer with parm encrusted chicken, baked. Sharing tacos with your boyfriend. That’s terrific, how shall we do this? She was an animal. Denis pauses dramatically. One of them was named Denis. It was her very stable younger brother. She wasn’t really sure about his love life. No sex. Well yes but no. Laughing laughing laughing. Birds land on your shoulder. Killing time. Laying on the floor next to a stuffed animal. Letting your hair get greasy. Dying you hair. Ordering coke with ice. Living longer then you can afford. Burying your hamster in the yard. Digging it up. Looking at it. Eating pie surrounded by fish tanks. Some very long years. Laying in the dark staring at the picture frames beside your bed. Something pressing against your leg. A duck. Do you have money for food? Do you have a tender lover? He dresses like this. Dear everybody. Dear everybody, but no one was listening. You’re standing next to a shitty red car, wearing sandals. You paint your toes.

Facing the elements. The stench of summer trash melting - in this city. She was having a life. Being safe. No music. No fish. No profits. He had a bed. With real benefits. He had a bed, unless we gave it away.

Bring a mop for the broken toilet. Be a ghost. Your cart is bursting. Momma! Momma! A nod and then a shrug. Trying to remain calm. Trying to look serious and older. Licking your lips. A little praise for a better life. Frantically wiping away moisture around your eyes. Head in the cloud. Freshly cut grass. Mosquitoes buzzing towards skin. Being different from us. “Us”. Having sex in a parking lot, with the windows open. Stars. Principals. Proper names. A useless dinner ethos. Wearing baggy pants. Toothless man. Shirt tails flying out the sides.

Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Megan Rooney Hullabaloo at Cordova
Title: Megan Rooney
Artist: Hullabaloo
Date: April 25 – May 20, 2017
Venue: Cordova, Liebhartsgasse 48/19, 1160 Vienna

All photos courtesy of the artists and Cordova, Vienna

www.cordova.gallery

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