...reminded that my friend (RIP), Jesse Waugh, my most beloved artist and peer (when he still lived in a body here on earth), he gave me the most HUGE thrill, when he printed-large my meme, mocking #KOONS & #HIRST, and hung it in his studio, and then posted it to his blog:
HERE:
...and I was so full of amperage and energy, and so flattered and felt so seen.
Because I do think "Modern Art" is a sham... A pit of nasty lies and incest--occupied by the dual headed Siamese twin of Occultism and Intelligence Agencies--kissing and sucking on each other,
Because I do think "Modern Art" is a sham... A pit of nasty lies and incest--occupied by the dual headed Siamese twin of Occultism and Intelligence Agencies--kissing and sucking on each other,
Like the monstrous brother and sister from Vonnegut's "SLAPSTICK" novel.
And the money laundering is just a facet on the stone.
And they've got audience of all the arrogant and insecure artists... (many like myself)
Who gather around and peer or even fall into the pit...
And the money laundering is just a facet on the stone.
And they've got audience of all the arrogant and insecure artists... (many like myself)
Who gather around and peer or even fall into the pit...
Where they can and sell their own shit. Or scarrify themselves in triangles and sell the scabs as adornments to neon lights.
Not the beauty of classics--and--not even the perfect but wholly perverted works of Dali...
But instead--they view from "head up your ass fully"--like:
Not the beauty of classics--and--not even the perfect but wholly perverted works of Dali...
But instead--they view from "head up your ass fully"--like:
The Rogue Andy Warhol. Or that drunkard Pollack. Or got forbid we mention ole Rothko and his big nothing canvases... He must have felt shame for taking it seriously.
I'll be they vanished when the world swallowed the pill.
And even by my hate and chiding, I still honor them:
I'll be they vanished when the world swallowed the pill.
And even by my hate and chiding, I still honor them:
I have to appreicate "Whore-HALL", and his "art is what you can get away with" quote.
I hate him because he's a tinselly robot running a sham screen print operation.
I love him because he's given my lazy psyche permission to skip the masterful practicing until I feel compelled:
I hate him because he's a tinselly robot running a sham screen print operation.
I love him because he's given my lazy psyche permission to skip the masterful practicing until I feel compelled:
To "finally try hard and create beauty". "PULCHRISM" ala my friend (RIP) @jessewaugh whom I miss and long for. Who died from an infection in his blood... Around the same time as my dear partner in the world of memes and occult dreams, Ms. "TRACY R. TWYMAN".
And I'm going on:
And I'm going on:
Forever now, and it's a whole thread now, and I'd started making truly obnoxious and impulsive photographs of plain and disgusting things.
KOONS
and
VENTER
and
THEIL
and
CHER (ty to my love for the name on this one)
and
MUSK
...he's on the list but I don't recall the picture.
KOONS
and
VENTER
and
THEIL
and
CHER (ty to my love for the name on this one)
and
MUSK
...he's on the list but I don't recall the picture.
I created mocking "portraits" of these "CHARLATANS".
And I was in the midst of true industrial artistry too.
Making a mold--by the hour--of a 9ft tall "Star Bellied Sneech". So some rich man could park it next to his television--show it off to the grandkids and their buddies:
And I was in the midst of true industrial artistry too.
Making a mold--by the hour--of a 9ft tall "Star Bellied Sneech". So some rich man could park it next to his television--show it off to the grandkids and their buddies:
Before he donated it to the local children's hospital.
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I run out of steam here. I'm inspired by the work of @pictorangelicvs. Found him via @LapsusLima.... Who's changed on twitter so much I don't recognize her. And I remember to pray--for her and @Diacriticon--and:
---
I run out of steam here. I'm inspired by the work of @pictorangelicvs. Found him via @LapsusLima.... Who's changed on twitter so much I don't recognize her. And I remember to pray--for her and @Diacriticon--and:
I remember that I emailed her a Doctoral Thesis--in a language I don't speak--from a person she's never met nor heard of... because when the spirit calls in a heavy quiet voice, I listen and do as I'm told.
My god I'm lost again. Is there anything more to say?
I'll end in whimsy and say I've found this beautifully talented and strangely erotic man--@gogetmagogetmoi--and I keep having a little fantasy art project in my head:
I'll end in whimsy and say I've found this beautifully talented and strangely erotic man--@gogetmagogetmoi--and I keep having a little fantasy art project in my head:
Where I take and make him into 100 or more "ken doll" type sculptures, and somehow, I reproduce his amazing needlework clothes (such fine art!), and pose them all up in well light apartments, made from cardboard and magazines--at street level--recreating his mysterious and gay
and rich life--in minature scenes--and in "unreality" as I see it.
ALAS
it'll never happen.
But at least I've told you. I've told someone. I've told everyone.
[and it goes on]
ALAS
it'll never happen.
But at least I've told you. I've told someone. I've told everyone.
[and it goes on]
ps
i'd like to say, down with these "CHARLATANS".
even if we love them...
and "UP" with the pulchrists. Vorticists.
...the artists more like ourselves and less like vacuous qliphoth figurines.
pps
JESSE'S PULCHRIST MANIFESTO:
i'd like to say, down with these "CHARLATANS".
even if we love them...
and "UP" with the pulchrists. Vorticists.
...the artists more like ourselves and less like vacuous qliphoth figurines.
pps
JESSE'S PULCHRIST MANIFESTO:
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