Artist Reflux: Sinful Taste

I never thought it would lack such taste. Yes, it's beautiful, the Byzantine inspired mosaics, the flowing drapes of baroque marble, the chiaroscuro composition of 17th century stretched canvas. Yes, it's there locked away in Saint Peter’s basilica. It’s all there and it's all a lot! Like 100 generations of Franco Cozzo* stacked atop of each, it's a temple to eclectic excess. There have been 266 popes and you can see many of them at Saint Peters wanting to out- grandize their predecessor. And boy through the gold, the polished stone they’ve done a great job at not holding back. I love the art in Vatican City. I just hate the fact it resides there. The finest art secured away by ancient doors with ancient seals. Its doors are locked while sacred men act as custodians of the keys. If only the keys were given to women or some queer surely the layout would be better and the message oh so less bitter.

I could just be writing this because I’m tired and frustrated. I’m in one of those sleep deprived places where the emotions are feeling raw, they feel like they are buzzing just below the skin, just where the tendons and muscles meet my layers of fat. At any moment they could ride to the surface as goosebumps or tears, but for the moment they just sit there buzzing.

I can feel myself becoming more radicalised at the same time I am embracing my true self. I’ve made art that matters, yes I’ve written artists statements but finally this artist has something that needs to be stated. We’ve got a lot of work to do, institutions to tear down and manifestos to build up. It's time to create, in order to rebel against a one dimensional patriarchal system occupied by clergy. If indeed my existence is in itself blasphemous my work deserves to be blasphemous. Assuming my life is a deadly lustful sin, then my art in order to be true needs to reflect that. It’s time to radicalise and expel those demons of the priesthood and fill them with the virtues of the queer, kink community.

I think nipple clamps would suit the bare chest of Saint Andrew best x.