Back in the days, before digital was born. Back when painters were trying out photography and grants were new means of support. During that time, which I have just been reminded of by Judy Seigel’s “Mutiny and the Mainstream” During those years that the female arts movement (aka FAM, so called by only me) the feminists were outraged that the word “he” had more meanings than “she” That is, that “he” was thought to be generic, inclusive of all people. Anyhow during those same hard times for women, several of we affluent, carefree male artists couldn’t get a show by just showing our tits. Not even if we pouted. That was when I organized a “tit for tat” exhibit, open to all artists. It ran throughout the streets of Upstate New York, okay, mostly Syracuse, okay, mostly two blocks and a few bus stops… the show had escaped my memory, as it and many other works I’ve done have slipped unnoticed, unannounced into art histories short span memory.