pinkStardust is the second sculptural installation in my series exploring our atomic age that I call My Manhattan Project.
In it I illuminate the strange dichotomy that existed during our atomic testing times.

An idea for a pin, available for sale at the installation site gift shop.
It was called The Cold War, spanning the years between the end of World War Two and the fall of the Berlin wall. It was the time when children were trained to duck and cover by a cartoon turtle called Tommy and told not to eat the snow (as it contained nuclear fallout from the atomic testing being conducted in the Nevada desert, 60 miles northeast of Las Vegas). It was the time that our parents were urged to build a backyard bomb shelter in order survive the coming Armageddon threatened by the USSR at any moment.
But, in the meantime, we ate atomic-themed food, wallpapered our new hip pads with atomic-themed imagery, drank atomic cocktails and danced to atomic music.
Just as those who lived through the insanity and carnage of WWI responded with an art movement called Da Da, danced to hot jazz and drank bathtub gin, so we went a little Pop with the atom and it’s glowing possibilities for good, evil and the “That’s all folks” potential of world annihilation.
My goal in creating pinkStardust is not to judge past decisions made by folks living in a different time, in a different context. What I am doing is shining a spotlight on our past, hoping that we will make contact with those decisions and perhaps plot a future course with the atom that is not destructive, but instead, full of positive potential.
I wonder. Will our choices be different?

Copper cut out of a peace crane. Detail of Wind Chime, originally exhibited in my first My Manhattan Project installation, skin in 2001.


