Cade Moga

Your Sun

hand-painted canvas gown

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Mixed media collage

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A geometric garment made from hand-painted canvas, partly hand-sewn and machine-sewn. The challenge was to design a costume for a Goth character making use of primary colors.

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Trans Pride Los Angeles presents SYZYGY, a gallery exhibition curated by Marval A. Rex on display at the Advocate & Gochi Galleries located at the The Village at Ed Gould Plaza during Trans Pride LA 2022, and beyond!

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Featuring an interdisciplinary cornucopia of artworks from Cade Moga, D Hill, Emily Lucid, Van Jazmin, Marval A Rex, and Yozmit.

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Poem reads:

HA HA HAVE YOU EVER

SEEN

A ROCKET

SELF-SHATTER

AS IT ENTERS THE

ATMOSPHERE

[at the wrong angle]?

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IS THE EARTH TO BLAME?

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Screening films by Cade Moga, D Hill, and Yozmit

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Essa mostra é resultado do trabalho de curadoria, entre 130 propostas, de obras de arte que discutem e tensionam aspectos antropológicos e históricos de populações em nosso país-mãe e os diversos elementos que compõem nosso imaginário cultural, com intuito de refletir sobre o cenário do fazer artístico contemporâneo no Brasil e estimular a profusão de novos nomes da cena artística.

Corrupção Corporal um curta para a exposição coletiva Antropia Nacional

Galeria Plexi

São Paulo, Brasil

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Corrupção Corporal um curta para a exposição coletiva Antropia Nacional

Galeria Plexi

São Paulo, Brasil

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Curadoria Gabriel Babolim

Montagem fina Erick Martinelli

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Cat Call

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personal lubricant + lipstick on bedding

cut into diaper

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Window installation for Coaxial Arts Foundation, Los Angeles.

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I see myself

as I break out from my relentless swaddle

What have I become?

My wings are stained

with the eyes of the owl who haunts me

I have no insides

I am only a mirror

Let me walk the earth again!

Let me move my limbs without symmetry

There is no freedom in flight

I will never reach the fickle moon

I cannot live in shame

I choose the flame

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Acrylic on transparency, craft paper

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Phantasmagoria

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Phallic sex toys had gained a new uncomfortable meaning. I made casts out of them. The originals are unbreakable but the copies are frail. I reassembled the pieces, they resembled the ruins of a broken empire. At the highest tower, a vile of factory-made Testosterone. The base: cast from a toilet lid.

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Phantasmagoria

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Acrylic on fabric on tennis racket + pearl

Phantasmagoria

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Photography on acetate, acrylic frame, used syringes

Phantasmagoria

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Phantasmagoria

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Photography on acetate, acrylic frame, used syringes

Phantasmagoria

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Colored pencil on paper

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OFF

Cast of my foot. I had been purging my closet of accessories used throughout my life as a woman. I was convinced that I was no longer attached.

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Acrylic on paper

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After 8 years of having a pair of silicone prosthetics inside my breasts, I had them explanted. Both surgeries were performed by my father. I kept the prosthetics, they were branded with the word ‘Silimed’. Here, the explants perform as hamburger buns, cradling a raw beef burger patty. A cup of milk is being decanted.

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I installed atop of it the silicone mammary implants that were inside me for 8 years.

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The meat began to ooze and rot, Camille’s flowers wilted, and Sam’s limbless torso waited patient-ly.

Installed as part of the show ‘Objects of Pleasure’ which took place at Post Gallery, curated by Mabel Moore.

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My father always wanted a son. When I was 21 he re-married and produced a son. Portrait of my father holding my half-brother. Painted in strawberry jam + powdered sugar, preserved within resin.

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I was designated a space within the gallery to instal my work. I noticed this wall, which served as a dividing segment within the room. I requested an extra 8 inches of wall space: the edge of the room divider. I built a mirror mounted on wood to fit the edge. The mirror reflected my installation across the room: I often find myself in borders. Exhibited as part of the group show ‘We Are Making People’s Days as Much as We are Ruining Them” which took place at Otis College of Art & Design.

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