sexual art
Sex and art are the simplest things in the world. You have to be really twisted to see problems and unsolvable questions in them.
It's not about making love, it's about sexuality. Ah your values, your values, if you could put them where I think for once!
...but what's the connection between two genuflections? Between two blowjobs? Between two genu-fella xions? Have we ever had intercourse?
Artists really do make up a breed of misery that I loathe. Worse still, the art lover: the idiot ends up in a pure state...
Le Cabaret | The vital essence of the stage, an immoderate taste for exhibition, an obscene face-to-face encounter with the audience, immersion in murky waters and delicious spit.
Pretty as a pussy that would look good as a steak! Appetite and voracity for sex representations put in all sauces.
A few veils to be lifted delicately around your person in case you wish to interfere in the secret of my shootings.
The rock'n roll dream of being awesome, consumable, disposable. The Attraction Parks respond to the need to centrifugate our bits and pieces of identity.
Dress up, choose your mythology, live and die at will. It remains to be seen which "society of the spectacle" you choose to promote.
A possible reincarnation of our wild and unmanageable childhood is systematically relegated as a toxic residue to the bottom of our shackled bodies.
thanatoludique promotion: 1000 lives for 1 death. What's at stake? As a child, we experienced them many times by identification through our disguises.
