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the child cannot reach the position of saying that art is dead and that it needs to be superseded.
the long lasting art student, punk and failure claims that he is the scourge of the bourgeois art world. He is only against that milieu, clique, elite because he cannot be part of it -he thinks himself as the true voice of the streets, of people’s art-, this is a bit far fetched. His style and content is nothing new. In music he has been reusing the Chuck Berry riffs for years. He cannot get out of them. the child is like a worm who wriggles in pain.
His ex understood that the world of the child was infantile, so she broke away and joined the lucrative elite who market art as a commodity.
The child reminds you of what G.W.F. Hegel said about the “unhappy consciousness” in his Phenomenology of the Spirit, that is to say the person who thinks he is the only one to feel of pain, and to know the misery of the world. A sort of Jesus Christ who suffered for everyone. the child is a bit like that, he is prepared to suffer , and he even brought his own cross and nails. A pathetic figure, who has done 500 albums, but they are all the same.So what is the point? the child is stuck , he cannot move forward, therefore he can only go backwards. It is tragic. He is a morbid character obsessed by hanging, not exactly eros, but more thanatos. i cannot speak because the stench of my own corruption is choking my throat from forming syllables, and even if i did, there would only be me here alone to hear it.
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