Alice Simpson


“THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO MISS ROJ”; Paper, leather, watercolors, clamshell box; 12.5 x 2.75 x 76 inches

Based upon one of the eleven vignettes or “exhibits” in the tour de force play THE COLORED MUSEUM by Kentucky born director, writer and producer George C. Wolfe 

“The name’s Miss Roj…that’s R.O.J. thank you. I have the power, you know. 

Every time I snap, I steal one beat of your heart. 
So, if you find yourself gasping for air in the middle of the night, chances are you fucked with Miss Roj and she didn’t like it. 

Give me Aretha Franklin any day. (Singing) 
“Just a little respect. R.E.S.P.E.C.T. “ Yeah! Yeah! 

A high rise goes up. You can’t get no job. Come on everybody and dance. A whole race of people gets trashed and debased. Some sick bitch throws her baby out the window ’cause she thinks it’s the Devil. Everybody Snap! Snap! 

And snap for every sick muthafucker who, bored with carrying around his fear, takes to shooting up other people. 
Yeah, snap your fingers and dance with Miss Roj. 

I guarantee you will never hear two fingers snap and not think of Miss Roj. That’s Power baby. Patio pants and all. 

So, let’s dance! And snap! And dance! And snap!” 
—George C. Wolfe, The Colored Museum