image via New York Art

That’s her there in the middle, circa 1965. She’s 79 now and she’s still making art and, more specifically, covering her world with dots. That’s what she does and it’s pretty seriously fascinating. Can you tell she has OCD? Really bad. Like, she lives in a padded room. She’s been pretty crazy since she was little and calls the polka dots “infinity nets.” In the sixties she was in New York, friends with Georgia O’Keefe, a leader in protests and the avant-garde, and eventually super poor. She had to move back to Japan shortly after. And then later Superchunk wrote a song for her called “Art Class.”  I can’t find it streaming anywhere, but go listen to some classic Matador here.  She continues to put her hallucinations  on display. A force to be reckoned with, for sure. My favorite below:

The Ascension of Polkadots on the Trees, Singapore (2006)