The above quote was my favorite question at the Q&A for Seth Horercher and Shu Shu, at the reception for their show at the Tahoe Gallery. If you were there, you got the answer; if you weren't there, and have a burning desire to know the answer, you'll just have to track down someone who was.
The Q&A actually got a little heated. The artists' talk had Seth reading a text that touched on the slipperiness of representation, while Shu Shu, for her part, played a tape recorder that held a tape of her voice discussing, among other things, the subjective and contingent nature of color. As they talked (or in the case of Shu Shu, as the machine vicariously talked for her), they projected a stream of images of all sorts -- landscapes, architectural details, kittens, groups of people -- apparently culled from their far-ranging travels. When they stopped, and opened things up for questions, Seth was deliberately evasive, and Shu Shu fielded her answers by scanning through her tape recorder, and playing back the words "yes" or "no" (and in one instance, "thank you"). Some in the audience got irked, taking their performance as a kind of act of public passive aggression. It didn't escalate to a Stravinsky "Rite of Spring"-style riot, thankfully, but it made for a spiky few volleys of verbal tennis.
Here's a (not very good, sorry) picture of about half of the exhibition:
The boat was made of quilting-type squares, several of which had images of animals on them:
The vessel proved irresistible for at least one gallery-goer:
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