mercoledì 16 maggio 2012

Prostituting the Arts


When I was in my late teens and early twenties I used to paint a lot. I enjoyed it a great deal. I like oil painting. The texture, the smell and the way the paint hits and skims across the canvas. I think we all have a desire to be creative. It is part of being human.


I recently started taking photos of cocks in the hope that I could produce a montage of all the cocks that I had seen. Unfortunately the idea waned. I don't really know why. Possibly art is more spontaneous and my project would have taken quite a few months.



I have also had long thoughts about what art best describes me and my life.


There is a lot of art that depicts prostitutes and sex. Lots it often preoccupies artists. Men like to fuck, paint, visit, discuss prostitutes but still keep them outside the law and in the dark!



I tried to consider myself as a Botticelli. Long beautiful hair, the centre of attention and naked for all to see. But it is not really me.


I am more a Lautrec painting. But even Lautrec does not quite capture my world.


Pop Art on the other hand examines the popular and the immortalised. Prostitution is both these but it is also scorned and ridiculed.

When I am a little depressed and think over my life and the things I do my Catholic upbringing takes over and I become a Bosch painting. All full of good and evil. Sinning and sinned etc.


But that is not all of me. Most of the time I am fun and have no problems with how I live my life. In the main I bring joy, relaxation and a little excitement into people's lives. What is wrong with that? So I am really not a Bosch!

So I have finally decided as a work of art I would be a piece of graffitti. Not any graffitti, a Banksy graffitti.




 I am in secret and obscure places, hopefully giving a little fun and light.


 I am not in the open but you can find me in places you never thought you would find me. Yes, I am a Banksy!

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