We had different ideas about what constitutes art. He went from wanting to do the lifecasting pieces to wanting to charge guys to have "conversation drinks", or "private shows" with the models. (at the time I was his only model)

I am a retired stripper. If I wanted to do "private shows" for dudes, I wouldn't have retired. He also wanted to take the show out of the art gallery and put it in a bar. I called him a pimp, and basically things went downhill from there. He called me a tired looking worn out skank, I called him a sellout, yada yada. Long story short, things were said which couldn't be taken back, and he took the entire discussion from a private difference of opinion, and blasted me publicly on MySpace. Things went waaay downhill after that, and he threatened to "make that bitch (me) eat wedding cake through a straw."
As you might imagine, I didn't take that well.