Kara Dunne 

I, supposed artist of artistic thought and mind, supplemented with creative tangible work, do hereby declare that I produce art as a slot machine produces quarters.  It is at random and by chance, often rigged to benefit the slot machine itself.  I firmly attest to the fact that not all of my creations are first rate; there are many factory seconds.  I am of the firm state of mind that an artist can make a statement of their choosing, at any opportune moment that they may find advantageous or make them look desirable to a certain type of onlooker.  I warn you my statement is not as suggestive or promiscuous as others; I am that girl at prom that has a dress covering most of her body.  I will not cram myself into a box in which I do not want to cram, therefore I will not make this statement at all.  However, I leave you with the truth...