Sunday, November 6, 2011
Ms. Banner, a new-aeon narcystist perhaps, is one of a group of equally talented individuals who were chosen to make 'art' for the Dullympics and the Paradullympics - essentially running around and throwing things for which one may garner a slave chain around the neck made from one of three metals. Millions and millions will be spent on this extravaganza to watch those who have trained in a highly-specialised activity - not unlike the specialisation we find in the insect world - a flea can jump, a water-boatman can skim across the surface, Usain Bolt running 100metres, useful perhaps if you just missed the bus and need to catch it, jumping over a pole or into a sandpit, and none of it with a sense of humour, all so serious. Heartless for the millions around the world who need a bite to eat or a working sewage system - how mundane!
DEMONIC SHYTE [ of which the arsetist is dutifully proud]
Some quotes from Ms. Banner's typed version of nudity -
'Hot saddle shadow between thighs'
'Small finger tapping steel buttocks'
'Isosceles of white behind, shadow from arse to knee'
'Super heroes pose'
'Thigh ripping all the way to the buttocks'
'Hugging white arse. Piercing rod of muscle vs. carbon bullet'
Attention-seeking proves a career-choice these days.
The MSM did focus on the word 'arse' but ignored 'piercing rod of muscle vs. carbon bullet'.
Why does it appear oriented to anal penetration? It has the flavour of many of the scenes in the film 'Caligula' which seems a somewhat prescient production that foretold the images and degradations of today's shitty little empire. In Caligula 'freaks' were filmed in sexual orgia.
"I noticed the sexualising of limbless handicapped people a few years ago, and to me it was a deliberate ploy linked to the increasing amount of war injuries we were starting to see on British streets and everywhere else.
Pistorius is part of this illusion. His and other's part is to rebrand amputation towards something such that it is not as shocking as it once was when thousands of veterans are seen wondering around without arms, legs and eyes.
The diabolical objective is probably to have the best of both worlds from their point of view, whereby the public are shocked enough to continue supporting the fight against the enemy doing this to their heroes, whilst at the same time not so shocked because the handicap has been rebranded, by Pistorius and the new breed of Paralympic games we are starting to see, and next year's Paralympics is going to be almost as big and glossy as the "real" one."
The crapola-factor of the arteests' 'work' is only outdone by the vapid art-school explanations of words that go round and round until they meet other words in a dazzling display of sparks and sparrows' wings and excrement lovingly intertwined, with love or did I just say that.
The Mocking Bird
"Fiona Banner - Superhuman Nude
Fiona Banner creates nude studies from life, transcribing physical scenarios into verbal descriptions. These ‘wordscapes’ define the shapes and forms of the body as well as fleeting moments such as the tension in a second of shared eye contact, or a nervous finger tapping."
Banner’s print is a nude study of a Paralympic Athlete. The title alludes to the extraordinary physicality of this body. She focuses on strength and physicality but also on the fragility of a human awaiting competition. Banner says ‘I liked the idea of comparing the athlete to a superhero, with some extraordinary prosthetic gift. Looking at an athlete naked made them powerful and vulnerable at once."
Did it really dahling?
'A prosthetic gift'! Happy fucking Birthday!
A media acolyte effuses:
"On these grounds, the most introspective, serious and moving of all these posters has to be Fiona Banner's design for the Paralympics, a painted prose poem about the wonder of human, or superhuman, achievement."
"superhuman" - people with limbs replaced by robotica, how quaint. Doubtless a film in the making.
This cursed edifice was erected in Brussels to honour Battle of Britain victims forced into a war.
It's not meant to honour those who fought but rather those who put the wheels of war in motion. Perhaps if some survived as amputees Ms. Banner could marvel at their muscular behinds and set her thoughts to more 'ars' while they pedalled furiously around a track once every 4 years and then be quietly forgotten about until the next agenda-suitable moment arises - and then all hail the heroes.
Here it is in situ, not far from Heysel Stadium , notable for the badly-built stadium falling on top of the attendant football fans and killing 39.
Soon it'll be 11:11:11 when all the warmongers remember the many they slaughtered because they could, still can and do.