TITLE: The Emperor’s New Clothes
BritArt. That’s what we’ll call it. The PR agency says to be shocking. So what have we got?
Well, I am going to get out of bed. That will be my art. Right?
S’all right, but death right? It’s scary. Not just scary, but really, really, scary, right. Like it’s a shark. It’s physically impossible to comprehend if you’re alive, right?
Cool Britannia, no one will see through this.
My art. I’m going to freeze dry my blood into a cast of my head. I will become my own art, right.
I’m going to paint. Composition, perspective, colour.
That’s so wrong, right. You do that, you’re just following the pack.