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Old October 17th, 2009 #1
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I'll slap my crap™ up on this thread. Comment, praise, criticise, lambast me, call me a cunt if you like. Artists are "oh-so-sensitive" but love having their ridiculously overblown, narcissistic and fragile egos massaged!

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Old October 17th, 2009 #2
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Default The Tale of Tellytubby and The Talisman

(an arbitrary palaver about easy accessibility to a liberal's sensitivities; and "lover's revenge")

The Tellytubby was a widowed but robust MILF who ran on Ritalins and who had a penchant for idle gossip as well as a weakness for watching too many Days Of Our Lives Telescreen soaps when she should have instead been living.

The Talisman, or that personage who was in fact no more than a mental projection of Tellytubby's cheap gold-plated trinket, was a darker, more brooding stranger; in fact he was nothing more than a petty manipulator of the heart who'd enter into Tellytubby's life like a thief in the night whenever the convenience suited him, normally for little other than for pure unadulterated male sexual gratification that always seemed to inevitably result in polite, but empty company (a power-fixation thing over females which just about all the male animal-species, including sharks, spiders, birds and insects, suffer from) until these biweekly-occurring escapades became even too boring for the Talisman to endure and so the whole boy-meets-girl thing eventually fizzled out, like what happens to amateurishly-prepared braaaivleis socials ill-improvised by boring suburban bourgeois couples for their "nothing-better-to-do's" on typically-rainy September-Saturday nights.

But, like most silly break ups they don't always just end there. There seems oftentimes to persist some kind of amorigor mortis for revenge, a sordid death-knell like a deep-throated love-gargle, which emanates from one or the other parties involved, and it is normally embroiled in bitterness tainted with nasty sneering and a dollop of cruel words to boot. It'll often start with exchanges in meanness, snide comments muttered over the shoulder about the other, and, if allowed to run amok, these "lover's hangovers" will overflow into quite twisted bickerings followed by verbal bitch-slap matches, until the saner of the two just laughs it off, walks away and tries to continue on with the business of breathing normally.

But it wasn't to be with our Tellytubby. So instead, Tellytubby, with her infinitesimal propensity for minutiae and all things insignificant and petty, coupled with a near-desperate need to seek out some perverted justification to back up her pathetic situation for which she was long the moral loser anyway, Tellytubby had to resort to summonsing The Landlord, not once, not twice, but FOUR TIMES! - in a vain attempt to burn and destroy her Talisman... for the crime he'd committed of calling her a... - wait for it - ...a Tellytubby! Which is EXACTLY what she was! - and still is today, this very moment as I tell you this tale! For what other name is there for a goose-livered, coming onto middle-aged widowed woman who leads a life so mundane and boring that it cannot see its days through without a solid twelve hours of Telescreen-fixation, sugar-coated with idle chit-chat and ingested with hastily-scrawled scripts of Ritalin tablets, illusionary cures for misspent days and enthusiastically prescribed by none other than some profit-mongering quack!

Even the brain of the most adept voyeur in lover's quarrels would boggle at the sheer morbidity of poor lil' Miss ugh formerly MISSUS Tellytubby's entirely self-induced fate!

Now, The Laws of Logic, Cause and Effect, and Common Sense all bundled into one are completely squashed formless like a large blob of rancid baker's dough when we examine under the biologist's microscope the motives for Tellytubby's passionate vengeance on her Talisman. Aha! But it gets even more pathetic than that! So The Landlord, that vestige of authority so revered by anyone who values having a roof over his or her head, He steps in as unwelcome third party to pay a visit to ol' Talisman to discuss with him this matter of affairs in amorous slight, for in this desperate gesture Tellytubby had supplanted her last option for vengeance as she, now wallowing in mourning over her state of scorn, had used up all avenues of spite reserved exclusively for her Talisman - as if poor ol' Talisman had bugger all right to opine in ANYTHING in the matter - this same Talisman who by now had begun to revel in mocking delight at Tellytubby's woeful plight in ill-conceived sentiment masquerading as, and unwittingly mistaken for, that ridiculously over-rated idea called romance.

Ah for crying in a bucket! Some females amuse the living daylights out of me.
 
Old October 17th, 2009 #3
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Old October 17th, 2009 #4
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There's a story behind this shit. I lost ALL these paintings in Helsinki, Finland, last year because I followed my heart several months after meeting a Finnish female on an NSM forum. It went all hunky-dory on MSN Messenger (she sent me cool pics of herself before she let herself go to pot) for ten months then I upped and offed from South Africa, shipped EVERTHING I OWNED across to Finland, and do you know what I found when I got there? A sack 'o whale turd! All my art equipment and my paintings got auctioned off because of the astronomical warehouse storage prices these fucking Finns were charging me. Applied for a visa in Helsinki to get to America and got slammed, reason? Potential immigrant. Talk about the NWO? I've seen and lived it man! So I ducked Finland and worked for the circuses in Britain. That was fun! Until I had a barney with my boss and got sacked heh-heh. Today I'm back in South Africa. And the moral of this story? BEWARE OF INTERNET LOVE! There are con-artistes out there! Fuck that, I'd only do the same thing over again if it was The Ghost - The REAL Ghost - of Irma Grese. A good strong white woman. Slobs and misfits masquerading as National Socialists would be lined up against the wall and shot if this were my world.















 
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Default Uh... so damn broke ah gotta paint on scrap cardboard...

BUT SO DAMN WHAT!? Process: the artist will often take shit and try transform it into soul-fertiliser and why? Because art is part-alchemy, part-magic, part-exorcism, part-response to the human condition... in this life everything is beautiful - even the dark, sordid and ugly itself. There is no day without night, no heaven without hell and heaven and hell is RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW! You choose. Like ol' Nietzsche said, think BEYOND good and evil, step OUT of that loop of fake morality, or Hegelian trap - set yourself free. But not like a stoopid damn libbie! That's why liberals are morons, and The School of Liberalism, an oxymoron... it's a TRAP - a SNARE! - for brainwashed Useful Idiots and Useful Eaters. Ditto KON-servatism. And this is why our mortal enemies, the elitists, cling to what they have at - OUR racial expense! They're not stupid, else they wouldn't be elitists innit? But they ARE selfish. And corrupt. And more than anything else, debauched, hiding behind their authoritarian masks. It is up to us ordinary racial mortals to topple these swine! Trip 'em up! Send 'em six feet under damn!

Once we slice the LOX off loxism, we are left with only -ism, the State of Is. And that's how it should be. Beyond good and evil, Jesus and the Pope and the elitists and and... they poisoned us with ethical dualism. So that we would OBEY! Like good little white slaves. Hah! Fuck that. That's what The Telescreen is busy doing, indoctrinating the naive, the innocent, the gullible, the uninitiated and the unenlightened.

There's an old saying that goes something to the effect of that the human face says EVERYTHING about that person. All the information is there, staring right at you. What you see is what you get. Madelaine Albright? Richard Perle? Henry "Kiss-my-ass"? Dick Cheney? 'ol Dubya? Obongo? Eh-heh 'ol Gordon BRAUN... Tony BLAAR... LOXISM is POISON! And the LOXIST MUST drink his own poison! That's why they all look like what they are, to even the somewhat perceptive... and what do they look like, the whole bloody lot of them? Dead fish IMHO!

 
Old October 17th, 2009 #7
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...else I'd be lying to YOU and MYSELF. I CANNOT paint without LOVE or PASSION. Sometimes one is also driven to paint by ANGER. And I DO paint to attempt to resolve or express some conceptual issue, whatever's on my mind, something perhaps bugging me that I need to articulate or realise in some form or another. Painting is a primaeval ritual. I paint WHAT MY THIRD EYE (*that sealed membrane centred between the other two) SEES! - for better or for worse, it don't matter. If the end result don't feel right in my gut I bomb it or paint over it. Don't come onto this thread expecting to see pretty pictures, but rather, my honest-to-goodness GODDAMNED TRUTH! I paint what I see in the world today, uncut, for better or for worse. Anyone here remember Hieroniemus Bosch and his nightmarish monsters? The Dutch C16th-or-something surreal artist? Well ol' Hieroniemus the genius ROCKS IHMO! Sorry folks, but I LIVE for art, granted, it's screwed up a few of my past relationships, during times of turmoil and whatnot, but the fact is I'm just grateful that I am alive today to hold a paintbrush and PAINT. There is nothing like the sensation you get from staring into a large jar of thick, gooey, brilliant, shiny, yellow paint. Or pitch black Indian Ink. Or ANY colour for that matter. Those pure colors send waves of energy straight through the retina into the brain. Painting is therapy, good exercise for body, mind and soul. You take it all out on the picture heh. Geez! I must be pretty fucked up then. But aren't we all? Of course! And the worst are those who won't admit it. The elitists, the "Illuminati-types"...

*did you know that some animals, like iguanas, have highly developed "third eyes"? I know, because I had a pet iguana for three-and-a-half years which sadly I had to adopt to new owners when I gapped it from South Africa for the Finnish sack 'o whale turd. Pah! That broke my heart! Iguanas are HIGHLY INTELLIGENT creatures and they make wonderful pets, mine showered, swam with me, I walked him everywhere around town (with no leash) ol' Vulcan clinging either on the arm or on the shoulder like a little kid... they come over to visit, play with you, like little puppies. Connect with Mother Nature and all Her glorious offerings, She'll enrichen your quality of life.
 
Old October 18th, 2009 #8
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I'll assume that you're familiar with the movie Braveheart. Remember the guy that claimed Ireland was his island?

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I'll assume that you're familiar with the movie Braveheart. Remember the guy that claimed Ireland was his island?

*nods head in Marwinsing's direction.
Vaguely familiar with the movie but cannot recall the excerpt you refer to, haven't watched a film in ten years. Tell us more?
 
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Sure! Where would you like me to begin?
 
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I was directing that to Johnny but you asked for it.

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I was directing that to Johnny but you asked for it.

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May I offer YOU HERE gentlemen a cup 'o blood??? On those rare occasions when I find myself bored and perhaps a wee bit restless I swat flies... and pick their wings off.
 
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These collage paintings below were cut 'n stuck together with coloured paper and signage vinyl, tin foil, found dress pattern paper, cotton wool for clouds, spray paint & stencil, industrial straps and whatever I thought would suit the job, After sticking and pressing the lot together, I'd take wide sticky tape and wrap or "embalm" the image to keep it homogenous and protected, intact. The supports are 3mm corex board. They were done a couple of years back during my last year in Rape ugh sorry Cape Town.
 
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you got raped by a water buffalo? I can see why you turned racist.
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Old October 22nd, 2009 #20
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Marwinsing was NOT raped by a water buffalo.

He was ABDUCTED by aliens then RESCUED and BROUGHT BACK TO EARTH by a pterodactyl...
 
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