Scene and Arts de vivre
My art of living is nourished by the joyful obscenity of childhood; disguises, make-up, genitals manipulated like toys and sexualities...
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My art of living is nourished by the joyful obscenity of childhood; disguises, make-up, genitals manipulated like toys and sexualities...
Me, I spend my nights in the shelter. From everything. Sheltered from you, in spite of your suavely mellow voice that's so concerned with radio, hygienic and concerned.
I said what I had to say. I did what I had to do. I don't owe anybody anything. Just the taste is busting my balls.
Courage is a taboo, and everyone has their own way of convincing themselves that they are not completely devoid of it.
Playing true means confronting the simplicity of being, the banal nature of bodies and desires, the ferocity of our nature and finally having fun with it.
Opting for art is choosing to live under the totalitarian hold of a submissive god; one whose reign comes by absorption of whoever dominates him.
I don't care about the emotional and social lives of my contemporaries. Finally, if you allow it, I degenerate in peace!
As Victor says about the spider and the nettle - not Dr. Frankenstein, but his friend old Hugo - I love hate because we hate it.
Artists, the real ones who would have something to say, hate the world and won't say anything to it, right? And it's much better that way, isn't it?
You're very sweet... but I think you're trying to impose your beliefs on me. Yes, I think I am. But you're very sweet...