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Friday 20 May 2011

Lechery

Lechery (detail)
I took a while in putting this up as it was supposed to be featured in an art magazine first. Alas due to difficulties the magazine was having with printers etc it has been delayed considerably.

So here it is! I present to you "LECHERY". Done on plywood with oils and subtle glazing techniques. I've had this idea dancing around my head for a good few years so it's good to see it finished finally.

I teamed up with my good friend script writer Paul Angunawela (director of Keith Lemon's Fit DVD), and wrote a short piece for this painting. You'll find it below. A short narrative that I think complements the image and its story.


LECHERY (60 x 100cm Oil on Wood)



LECHERY
Empty words, empty expressions, screens, handsets, receivers.
Cables, interfaces, empty promises...

Intimacy...delete...replace....accessibility.
Love...delete....replace....possess....possess?....yes.
Emotions...delete....
Feel....no....path not found.
New directive....1] self gratification above all else.
Exchange needed....searching...
Locating all services required / need / want....
Prime directive 1] self gratification above all else.
No ties....connect only...
Displaying results....
File found:

* "The dream is always the same.

Serial memory : 1 001 10

We dine, dance, eat a little more, leave early.

Drinks on a balcony, a sonic peppered vista below. she turns and laughs at my joke. we fall into an embrace.

Move as one.

Morning light escapes and warms her dark curves, illuminates the love i am in. My fingers, the tips, caress the gentle hairs on her sleeping body. I hear bird song.

Tweet, tweet, tweet.

I remember those days of old. Romance, i think they called it.

With an 'ahhhhh'

Her breathing, her trust, her desire to stay with me, awakens my soul. I want to cry, laugh, entwine my nervous system with hers. Mind meld.

Not for long. I can hear footsteps. Boot clunks.

Slipping in, slipping out.

The dream is always the same.

But for the record, reality is a vulgar nightmare."

File end.
Continue program....
Always online....stealth mode....24/7.
No complications.....
Keep distance... target....
Initiating...
Connect....no obligation.
Taste...entity...taste...
Feel....nothing.....path not found.....but....
System online...
Initiating neurotransmitter...
Initiating Dopamine.... 50%.....100%....increase....levels: high.
Disconnect.....no aftertaste or glitches.
Input, more input....more....require...need....WANT.....MORE...
MORE.
Possess ...... 
Detach...
Discard.... 
Next....


◆Carlos M Burgos
*Paul Angunawela

Lechery (detail)

4 comments:

  1. this is really good image. i have to say i like it alot

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  3. This is magnificent! I really enjoyed it! Thank you for sharing! Wonderful read!

    :)

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  4. Thank you Bradley! your poems are incredibly evocative and I enjoyed reading your work also.

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