she is a trick in the light she is intangible data she is an unlocatable mesmeriser after an extended time she might appear On the literary side of the coin, calling a character O doesn't automatically invoke the erotic solemnity of Pauline Reage, nor does mentioning Ophelia, Orpheus or Antigone conjure the weight and magic of myth. Borrowing themes and names is sometimes an effective technique, but I am sister0 because I want to bless my work with the mana of the ancestors. Whether I refers to myth, literature or low life, like a true 'bricoleur' I borrow others' finery to dress up my work,is this cumulative effect more like an overwrought little girl in fancy dress than a serious artis who would cut a stylish dash among her peers? you decide... Either way sister0 is not your sister, she is the sister of Ophelia, O, and sister Outsider, sometimes when she is resonated she comes through to the physical plane and brings some of the underwaterdatabase with her, subjugated knowledge's are surfaced and bad places are healed. The underwaterdatabase is the unseen repository of: ancestral voices, stories yet spoken, spirited intelligences, a virtual collective field of meaning and convergences from where sister O continually emerges & recedes. ALSO a little bit abou the term d.i.y. ever since the advent of funded sub-cultures spawned by multinationals, or other over privilaged traps who assimilate *d.i.y* artistic activism sucking the creative force out of anything that was once alive, i relent to use the above terms and often avoid to participate in such overtly labeled activities. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I have reverted to terming my work as 'trash aesthetic' or ***bricolage***to combat the vanity apocalypse, I am witness to in the metropoles along with the rising of traditional elitism and the narrow aristocracy of the underground. My work with paraphernalia began long ago, some examples are appearing as a soloist in dance theatre piece DOLLS by julie ann-long or in *Toydeath* I performed under the name of s.g.ballerina, interested with the creative implementation of audio short-circuits by Circuit Bending what might seem common place now. Picture a hyper band of aliens channeling through a broken AM radio, and someone's playing with the speed control. But the Hendrix-worthy feedback wails are actually the sirens of toy fire engines. The spastic beats courtesy of model helicopters. Toydeath proves that punk ain't dead, it's just moved into the toy box. review