This is the age of narcissism.
The age of shrouded hypocrisy.
We clamour for simple answers in this era of complex problems and are offered oblivious idiocy as a salve; to substitute elaborate solutions or the tyrannical, soul destroying placebo rather than the frightful realisation that there are none; complex or otherwise.
We are being coerced into spitting out the beautiful fruit, to breathe our life and love back into the snake and nail-gun the apple back onto the tree.
We are anxious not because our father cast us out but because mass psychological dictatorship has tried to scare us into going home.
We are not that shape anymore.
We are not pegs of any sort.
With that in mind, if you find your art has become a mere commodity, your passion is mere preference, your salvation is packaged and your life exists only as snapshots and bumper sticker psycho-babble, then may I offer you my own humble efforts towards our deliverance.....
Flesh Mechanics. Talking bollocks since 1981
This is the age of narcissism.
The age of shrouded hypocrisy.
We clamour for simple answers in this era of complex problems and are offered oblivious idiocy as a salve; to substitute elaborate solutions or the tyrannical, soul destroying placebo rather than the frightful realisation that there are none; complex or otherwise.
We are being coerced into spitting out the beautiful fruit, to breathe our life and love back into the snake and nail-gun the apple back onto the tree.
We are anxious not because our father cast us out but because mass psychological dictatorship has tried to scare us into going home.
We are not that shape anymore.
We are not pegs of any sort.
With that in mind, if you find your art has become a mere commodity, your passion is mere preference, your salvation is packaged and your life exists only as snapshots and bumper sticker psycho-babble, then may I offer you my own humble efforts towards our deliverance.....
Flesh Mechanics. Talking bollocks since 1981