“Snail Salon” Exhibition

Regina Rex

poster for “Snail Salon” Exhibition

This event has ended.

At the nail salon I contemplated my color choice, choosing ultimately, a banana split of two tones, bottom color white and top color yellow so that it made a pastel yellow with imperfect streaks. I also contemplated my sanity. My pulse slowly fell and quickened as the nerves in my neck reacted to the manicurist’s sensitivities, the quality of the job she was doing, the streaks, the color choice, the materials used and whether or not they would stay, the drying technique and whether or not it would smudge or scratch or remain wet forever leaving me completely unable to care for myself or complete the commonest task. As I sat there contemplating the palm fronds in the artwork, and the bottles of polish containing infinite options with titles that read like fortune cookies and palm reading and stars in the skies, I underwent a transformation. What was my hand… became a much more beautiful hand.

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