I discovered Riot earlier this year via Chaos: Year Zero, a blog kept by her imaginary daughter from the future.
This was Kane’s homemade response-tribution to Nine Inch Nails‘ 42 Entertainment-executed Year Zero ARGstravaganza (which I also liked, incidentally. Despite its many dodgy elements).
Riot likes NIN. A lot.
She also has a (sporadic) blog of her own.
Website bio excerpt:
Riot is the gun toting, plaster casting, ass kicking, punk rock verison of the Greek poet Homer, brilliantly translating pre-existing legends of the band she follows into truly epic works of art. With preternatural determination, she writes and illustrates graphic novels, builds elaborate sculptural installations, and directs short films all inspired by her Rock Warrior Life.
Many Artists have constructed works of Rock Star fantasty, projecting themselves into Rock Music’s Realm. However, these artists sit safely on the fence between fantasy and dream reality. From their protected, pejorative, perch they can expound on the intricacies of the precise lighting techniques of each rock iron or reiterate, ad nauseam, the phallic implications of the microphone. They may cast an eye into this place contemplating the passions that motivate musicians and their respective fans but they have yet to stick a soft, well-manicured, overwrought toe into the fetid angry waves of the real Rock Arena.
Riot not only crosses that boundary, she does everything in her power to blur and destroy that line, slamming a well heeled boot into the glass wall to stand battered, bruise, and euphoric on the other side. Functioning in both the art and the rock worlds to the consternation of many an art patron and avid rock fan, Riot is often unsure herself in which world she stands; stomping through an art opening in all her purpled splendor or drawing at the rail while the sweaty screaming masses surge behind.
Art and music aren’t the only worlds she walks between.
(Apart from anything else, I like her coz she seems spookily like an alternate-universe manifestation of my long lost ex girlfriend Sarah – if she’d ended up becoming an artist, instead of doing a PhD in economics.
Hooray for alternate universes.)