KRAFT : STUART RINGHOLT
The media are so reactionary. You set up a nude daytime disco in a University as part of a survey show, and it’s like the other works just disappear into the ether. You liaise with the Security, Legal, Media and Naturist Departments of said University, to enable everyone to get their gear off and boogie together on a Saturday afternoon, and the punters start talking about their body image and whether they can allow themselves to participate in Club Purple. Way outside most comfort zones. The funny thing is that there ain’t many surprises when you see people you know in the raw. It’s totally uncommon for you to go ‘hey I’m really surprised by so and so’s huge shlong, go figure’ or ‘gee, I didn’t think Mildred’s love cushions were so perfectly pert and friendly because they are so well camouflaged in those tent dresses she prefers to always wear.’ Clothes don’t camouflage nearly as much as we hope. I really don’t see what all the commotion is about the World Premier of Club Purple, a nude daytime disco in an art museum. I had no idea I enjoyed the sensation of getting butt nude and dancing with friends and strangers. I liked it so much they had to ask me to leave.