Chloe Piene loves flirting with dark forces, and her large image is a photograph of a tattoo worn by a prisoner in Ohio with whom she conversed by phone (her onestar book, Phone Call, is a partial transcript of this conversation). Someone should write about the fascination that prisoners hold for the free – Truman Capote felt it deeply, as did Norman Mailer (with famously disastrous results). How far Chloe will go remains a mystery; in her notorious self-portrait of her body surfing at a heavy metal concert she arranged in Brooklyn, N.Y., she is a kind of saintly presence floating over this Goth underworld.
Afterart News #4, Richard Dailey