Petunia Pie is one girl who lives in lace leather crystals diamonds dollies and dreams. she is in her mid twenties, has black hair, and loves supplements and secrets. she lives in olympia, wa in a red black and white home where she spends most of her days writing in her diary and assessing her many possessions and treasures.  she is lost in time and memories and is solely interested in properly capturing the past through writing and collection of physical objects. she is obsessed with the unspoken, the hidden details, the surprise found beneath the shadows, the meaning in long silences.

Petuina Pie shares her bedroom with her cousin Nicky Click who lives in the light and glitter, the starry outside shimmer of the world and stage. Nicky Click spends her evenings sweaty and half naked, dancing in tight clothing, gaining rush after rush to electronic beats while she perfects the image and persona which has been  projected upon her for most of her fancy girly girl life. most of the eyes who watch nicky click don't realize that she is aware of what she is doing up there on that stage, that it is a slowly contemplated plan which she is executing in front of them. when she is on that stage, Nicky Click has finally found a venue that has no variables. when she is in the spandex, the sparkle and shimmer in the evening, she has found the one outlet, the one time in her female life where she is consciously displaying herself in a time and place that is planned. otherwise she spends her days aware of eyes everywhere watching and calculating each other from all angles and times, at the worst times, the times when all she wants is not to be looked at. She feels eyes shining from blank walls, cos she has become so prepared, on guard, for the ever present silent heckling eyes on the streets, that she now feels them everywhere, lives and acts and even watches and calculates herself as if she were now those heckling eyes.  But as much as she hates those heckling eyes, they keep her moving, keep her creating, keep her strong cos she wants to prove and show them her very best when they are watching.

but all this changes when Nicky Click is on stage.  the time when she moves her hips and licks her lips, this is the only constant time, the time when she is the one who knows what is happening. she is deciding how the eyes see her at this time, she is deciding when they see her, and for how long they see her. It is necessary in alot of ways for the eyes to watch her perform, but they do not have to participate or approve for her to fuel her fire or exist in her entity. perhaps they just think she is sexy and dancing, but that's okay, let them think what they want, it will still remain constant if they do judge her that way cos she can account their dismissing glances as one more constant within the equation.

after the drinks and smoke are gone, nicky click can't sleep at night, so Petunia Pie often sits up with her, deep into the nite, and writes out all of the experiences and feelings, odd tidbits and smallest details of her day. writing it down affirms that they exist a little bit firmer on this melting planet then they thought, that they now slide like figure skaters across its surface with ease. they now hold the wisdom and security of a beautiful wrinkled sun speckled salt and peppered slowly aged woman who smells of moth balls and powder. if they do not write down and capture, obsessively calculate, their even most boring experiences, who will? they refuse to be one more forgotten woman in time. they know that their lives as girls in bedrooms writing about their feelings is monumental just as it is. the memories and days are not lost and mundane, but instead captured and treasured as gold.

they have begun to take on the role their own watchers, they have become the storytellers of their life. they no longer need to wait for the eyes and audience to see them to validate that they exist, cos they already wrote it all down just for the sake of it being not forgotten.
petunia pie is not at all like Nicky Click. She does not display herself in an obvious way, but more becomes a part of the whole story she is trying to share with you. Petunia Pie wants to blend in as part of the theme, the dream they created, so you will not see her human body as the physical representation which is responsible for entertaining and interesting you as an audience. When Petuina PIe blends into the stage she lets you sink into her diary, her story, her bedroom, instead of moving for you as a fixture, she is trying to make it obvious that she does not want the focus on her, but rather her story.

Petunia Pie and Nicky Click are good and bad, sweet and bitter, salt and pepper, the two sides of a coin.  They merge into each other and are not confined in their roles or identities. They are acting out their life in front of you. one of them wants you to look and the other doesn't. they are interested in the process and not the finished product. They are interested in the tears and scraps of paper and trials it took to get there. they are stuck between desperately needing you to see them and wanting to be heard but not seen. by the time you read this and see them, they might have decide differently.