Donna Catanzaro

Bottle production and shipping make bottled water 25% oil! And it's no better than your own tap water.

The 1% are greedy zombies that thrive on money and power.

Watch as they destroy everything!

Oil zombies are consuming all the oil, mindlessly roaming the streets in their big trucks searching for cheap gas.

I often wonder what my houseplants are thinking.Are they happy? Upset? Frustrated by my lack of a green thumb?

I often worry where my food comes from. Factories? Chemical labs? Far away countries?

Inspired by the similarities between gardening and art, I imagined a colorful paintbrush garden.

Created for a show based on lyrics I chose a 60’s theme, and commented on recent and past violence in the news.

Making the world run smoothly. What if we could join a union?

Bedbugs? Vampires? Fat? Watermelon seeds? What are you afraid of?

Bed bugs are back! No matter how many times you kill them...

Don't forget the sunscreen! Based on old movie posters.

Sooner or later, no matter how many facelifts they will get you!

I'm more afraid of the antimicrobial productsthan I am of the germs.

Just the sight and smell of flowers make you happy, not to metion all the edible flowers and the medicinal properties.

Are you allergic to pollen, or is it the pollution?

American Idol meets errant husband. What's the best way to say I'm sorry?

Based on the old Maidenform bra ads. While I easily found hundreds of ads of women in their underwear, I only found one man in his briefs!

Based on the old Maidenform bra ads, and those strange, uncomfortable dreams I have of being in public places in my underwear.

Based on the old Maidenform bra ads, and those odd dreams of being in front of lots of strangers in your underwear.

Based on the old Maidenform bra ads, and those dreams of doing a mundane task in public places in my underwear.

Based on the old Maidenform bra ads. This would be a quick way to get a ride!

The first in a series of how sleazy women from 1950's pulp fiction novels would look juxtaposed with advertising characters.

We fall in love with rock stars, actors and actresses and anyone in the public eye. Why not an advertising character?

The donuts are so seductive!

I've always had a secret attraction for Mr. Peanut

Based on a WWII poster of the same title. There is so much you can do: combine trips, <br />
carpool, use mass transit, drive a smaller car, bicycle, walk.

I wish ending a war could be this easy.

The images are from an old sewing book, the differences are barely noticible, <br />
but their expressions convey extreme distress over whatever it is they did wrong.

Typical guys happily mow down the Constitution. They aren't totally destroying it, just trimming and shaping it to their liking. <br />
Very similar to what the Bush administration did.

I wished I could suck all the bad news out of my head. But I realized that women with enough power (or suction) could clean up the world.

Bloomer was a rational dress advocate working to improve the health of women. She appeared in public wearing the outfit and published patterns so that women could sew their own.

Sanger decided that in order to improve the health of poor women and children contraceptives would have to be readily available to all.

I set up my own fantasy experiments, portraying the irrational fear of rare and unlikely illnesses broadcasted by the news media, which I hint with the blue glow of the television and the stream of news bites.

Women who follow current fashion trends are not taken seriously and therefore not promoted, but women who don't follow fashion trends aren't promoted either. Meanwhile, men wear the same boring suit every day and are taken seriously and promoted.

I tried to tackle the confusion of identity caused by the fashion industry. Instead of trying on different outfits in a changing room, I am trying on different heads, looking for a new me. The heads are from old wig ads.

I decided to revisit the Women's Magazine series, but this time I made up my own ridiculous titles.

Women's Magazines often have tips on cleaning. Did you know we spend much more time cleaning than our grandmothers did?

Women's Magazines always have diets and recipes. It’s a viscous cycle.

Women's Magazines exist because advertisers want to reach women who happen to be the biggest consumers.

The actual headlines on Women's Magazines are way more absurd than these.

Examples of women in advertising looking ecstatic and overjoyed. They could be advertising anything, but here I have them presenting sausages, which is ridiculous, and somewhat subversive. These women obviously don't need a man.

A collage of so-called expert advice by men telling women that menstruation is a debilitating disease that must be cured with rest and drugs. Just looking at it gives me PMS.

Cleaning my house is an endless, unrewarding process. This is a salute to all the women who relentlessly clean knowing it is a fruitless endeavor, like cleaning the rocks on a beach.

An actual ad from a 1958 Redbook Magazine, an example of a company that created a disorder in order to sell a dubious product. It inspired the next slide.

This piece depicts a woman using household and auto products to clean the delicate zone. It's unfortunate that women are coerced into feeling unclean by marketing and advertising.

A salute to the refuges of the Bikini Islands, who lost their home to US atomic bomb testing. Their homeland is still unsafe for habitation, yet our government refuses to pay to clean it up. It's ironic that the bikini bathing suit was named for this atrocity.

Cigarettes not only cause lung cancer, but also bladder, mouth, esophagus, stomach, kidney, and pancreatic cancer.

We need to be reminded that our oil consumption is directly tied to war and conflicts all over the world.

For awhile it seemed everyone I knew was on the Meat diet.

I made this right before Christmas during the commotion of holiday shopping. It's one holiday I tend to boycott.

After my partner's retina surgery I became interested in Saint Lucy, the patron saint of eyes. She supposedly had her eyes gouged out by the Romans, and is usually depicted holding a plate containing her eyeballs.

While in the checkout line at the supermarket I marveled at the ridiculous headlines on the women's magazines. I decided I couldn't make up anything this strange, so I wrote down all the headlines I could find from the October 2004 issues and used them in this series.

I noticed that women's magazines always have a new diet and a fabulous dessert recipe on every cover. With all the contradictions no wonder women are so confused.

Magazines make up new problems and afflictions in order to sell more ads for unnecessary beauty products.

Some of the most sexually explicit headlines are found on magazines for teenage girls. Yet, the schools are reluctant to teach sex education or provide condoms and birth control.

It's amazing how many new ways to lose weight the magazines and the diet industry fabricate each month. Yet it's scientifically proven that these diets don't work; the only proven way to lose weight is to eat less and exercise more.

I discovered much to my dismay that the bikini was back in style. The mushroom cloud represents the namesake of the bikini which is the US bomb tests of the Bikini Islands. The women in the lobster suits are waitresses from an old Atlantic City restaurant.

images of women in the media have a profound effect on girls, especially when the only images available are so different than reality.

I always hated dresses and I can't remember the last time I wore one.

A collection of divinities rest in a waterfall, peacefully coexisting.

Sometimes I just feel like taking everything out of my house and shooting it with a gun.

Dedicated to my Mother and her love of the Virgin Mary. This is her version of heaven.

The wedding photos of my mother and grandmother should have been the happiest day of their lives, <br />
yet they both looked so sad. Were they imagining making pasta the rest of their lives?

A typical family picnics in the last small patch of non-developed land, tracked by their bar codes <br />
and forced to watch commercials for frozen food.

Patent drawings for tampons and sanitary napkins flowing on the tide.

Dedicated to my old dog, Maile.

A salute to phallic symbols and vibratory devices.

Two landmarks in Maine, one from Eastport one from a sardine company in Prospect Harbor.

Based on a dream I had of appliances washing up on the beach. Was the Virgin Mary domestic?

Prince Edward Island, one of the most beautiful places I've ever visited. They serve a hearty breakfast there.

The blessing of the coffee and donut.

A look at the atomic age, when the atom would solve everything and every home would have its own nuclear power plant.

I created this after a whitewater rafting trip. I'm on the last donut

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