Allison Ridgefield Park Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

Prostitution

I was chosen as the recipient of the Ridgefield Guild of Artists' Emerging Artist Scholarship. As part of this honor, a selection of my recent works is.

Oh, and lemme spill a secret: there’s this rad little café on Elm Street—“The Happy Bean.” It's where locals gather to share laughs and dreams. I once had a deep convo with an old lady about love and life. I got so mad at the world’s injustices and then so happy with the simplicity of daily love that I almost cried! Welp, you know, therapy moment.

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