. Much like the model in Duchamp's famous painting, I'm nude at a table on a balcony in Montmartre. Unlike Duchamp's model I'm not descending, but seated at the table eating Rainier cherries while skillfully spitting pits out to the cobblestone street far below. I'm excited to be nude on this balcony tonight in humid weather, eating these cherries for my art. Thanks to Duchamp and to his cubist innovation, I present my scene from multiple perspectives: my nakedness at table; the shine of yellow-red cherries; pits as they fly from my mouth.