Steph Cisso
Tritone is that bar on the West side of South Street. It’s got that handicap ramp that leads up to the door and behind that door are blood red walls. Usually the walls are sparse. There’s a chalkboard menu here or a demonic painting there, but mostly blood red walls.¬†Occasionally¬†there’s a piece of art that goes up that doesn’t fit the decour so I was surprised to see this 8″ x 10″ beauty during one of my visits.
I don’t know who Steph Cisso is but I’m asking her to prom. I’m sure she will agree to my idea of having a tuxedo made entirely of black leather while she sports the Carrie White look covered head to toe in fake blood. I don’t care what grade she’s in or if she’s pretty ’cause this chick’s rad. My favorite part of this collage is the outline of the center figure that creates frame within a frame, and the pink makes a slick contrast to all the black. I’m sure Steph Cisso didn’t learn any of her techniques from Mrs. Harpers art class – unless I missed the day her lesson was on skulls and death.
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Tritone 1508 South