ManWoman's repackaging of Christian ideals is overt and comical. According to his canvases, the philosophies of the church are outdated; his zany marketing makeovers depict God and company with a shiny irreverence. With campaigns for Holy Underwear and Popcorn Communion, ManWoman affords us sacrilege at a safe distance: We're only looking, not necessarily participating.
"I'm a refugee from Catholicism," ManWoman explains. "It's a decaying religion."
The crumbling church may have something to do with a renewed interest in ManWoman's work. But despite his current popularity, ManWoman's mostly meek canvases may well be overshadowed by his three-eyed countenance, his mission to rehabilitate the swastika, or just his peculiar name.
ManWoman disagrees. "Trends in art come and go," he says, "but there's always room for a little ManWoman."