Here are some of Dash's photos (he also did collages, which often contained his bodily fluids).
The most interesting thing to me about Dash is that he walked away from the de Menil family art fortune early in his life. The de Menils of the art collection. I can't say I'd have done that. SB would kiss grandma's ass to get all of her money, then my ass would rebel and become the family wastrel and piss it all away on parties, drinking, all shades of debauchery, and likely drugs. [I'd like to bring the words wastrel and debauchery back into the common language, too.]
Dash rebelled from his art-collecting family by becoming an artist.
If anybody is offended by the photos above (and I'm not talking about my regular blog family--because I know they aren't Puritan pinheads), then fuck you. I fucking hate Puritans.
Besides his art, this is what Dash leaves behind.
