and nobody knew who he was
a fiddling flaneur
street walking scattered scarabbed rum bottles
seated from discarded gang hatcheted mattresses in closed repeats
of neo roman raped ratcheted horror
movie screamed scenes.
Nine A3 (297x420mm) cartridge paper panels masking taped together and subjected to acrylic paint hurled, scratched and bashed over them.
and she just kept on going
reasons for being:
after crying and hurting and dying
from the stealing lying plying the peeling and prying
include: little girls and teenaged women
not sitting here.
Nine more A3 paper panels taped together with windows cut out, revealing the movie scream scenes beneath, creating a supportive, strengthening middle layer to both the base and final pieces.
sometimes i miss her so much
three cubed thrice
her soul slaughtered spliced and sliced
her body computer aided drawn and her spirit pawned
and quartered by psychos in tryst
sustain ignorant twisted.
Drawings were photocopied, painted, deep-etched and placed as the top layer to provide directional lines and whole, complete individual pieces.
“I try to be a very spiritual person, I guess that is what comes out in the music. You can’t help but put a lot of yourself into what you write and present to other people, you know, it’s part of us.” P.M. Dawn “It’s very uplifting and we love it.” Soul Train February 24, 1996.