Your art is not feminist, racist, Marxist masculinist, fascists and all that; you are! You are a bottle, your art is wine and ugly wine-shapes are because the bottles aren't so beautiful.
We make art - not for ourselves, alone but - for others. And this "others" are people who wait for us in out dreams, when we are awake, in th darkness and and even in the market. Feature Art by Nathan Pieterse
Have you not seen those children Who spit at the body Of their mother nude upon the streets Which they built with her blood Decorating the boulevards With her widdering hair and Her lips, soiled with curses Bleeding away. Have you not seen those children Who glory in the under garments Of their mother Whose … Continue reading BLEEDING
...but this is not the gateway to heaven not this memory-sprout and fruited-nostalgia or is it all just a beautiful game coming and going through these worlds recollecting sometimes that we lived before the universe was spat from the mouth of the creator This is not the gateway to heaven: waiting for the good … Continue reading Gateway to Heaven
Dear dad, It's clear that my mind is as cloudy as when it's about to rain; but I'm scared of even admitting that. I know I'm at fault; I'm always at fault. I want to do it all myself, but then again I wish I could. I know you have thrilling expectations for me, … Continue reading Dear Dad #1