VICKY PRINCE DOCUMENTARY
Realised I hadn’t put this on here
DO THE DOCTOR’S HATE ME? POEM
Do doctor’s hate me? Do all the institutions hate me? Will I be able to cross the road today? Do I need to buy new clothes to change this…should I ask the doctor? But what if he hates me…Should I move to Spain? But I hate the Spanish. Maybe I should start liking what I hate? But everyone still hates me and that really makes me hate them. Should I cry to the doctor? Maybe then he would not hate me. This is a lot of pressure and I’m actually quite unwell. Oh God why does the doctor hate me! Maybe if I was friend’s with the Spanish they would help me. No they’d never help me. I should stop going to the 5 minute appointments I think it’s frying my heart. But I’m ill….so that must be what that is…oh god…oh god! Shut up woman!
NEW FILM
Hi. I can’t figure out how to put this video on my blog for some bludddddddaaaa reason. Follow this link to see it however: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xemhq9_vicky-gold-the-artist-s-girlfriend_shortfilms
It is a performance I did at Frog Morris’s night to express the horrible way I was feeling for some time because of going out with an artist after my degree. Hopefully this will help others to not make the same choices but more importantly to express something that others perhaps would be afraid to do.
Anyway who gives a shit it’s a film and I think it’s awesome in some ways because obviously I AM AWESOME
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SEXY TONSILITUS
Oh baby…when you come and you make my life so full. So full….full of the joy of pain and the pain of pain. I know we can get through this toGETHa. I know cause we’z like brothas. You and my throat we gonna make some swelling. Then we gonna make some infection. Then we’z gonna go tha doctas and showz them whatz we gots. Oh tonsilitus you know you make me so full. Shittttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!
Angst Poem
I had a shower. I looked at the bath. I remember looking out a window seven years ago. Coffee. Milk. Bowel. Window. Little things in the carpet. Tree that I see. People in street. Things people have said that I wasn’t listening to. Things I have said people don’t listen to. Broken stuff. Difficult stuff.
PHOTO OF NEW MUSIC VIDEO
I have no time. Must go. this is what I’ve been doing when I do have time. More soon
ART VRS LIFE
I’ve been watching and reading things that have a lot to do with the topic of whether art people make is bad for them or society as a whole. For example BBC’s new “Grandma’s house” with Simon Amstell. A lot of comedian’s make work that makes people love them. And the problem with comedy is sometimes people expect you to make them laugh, what if you don’t feel like it? Even more importantly a lot of comedian’s have depression, which can be why they use comedy-as a mask. So what can you do? You can try to be yourself and not do what the people wanting the comedy tell you I suppose. But maybe it’s all just a case of not knowing why you’re doing what you’re doing, and once importantly again…who you are. I think that’s where it gets confusing with art like this.
Secondly I’ve been reading a book called “Art and Fear” which talks about how all the arts (Including science) now have an unstoppable, immediacy about them. “Bigger, faster, stronger’ and all…I mean we’ve even had an art exhibition done with human remains mutilated (Bodyworks) and cloning is becoming a more acceptable idea. More and more the unimaginable is not unimaginable, anything is possible and becoming more accepted in the world of art. But the problem with this is it’s inhumanity in a sense. By this I mean where is the pity? The world is not a machine, people are not machines. We all suffer still, and this should be acknowledged and pitied.
I often think that life should always be more important than art. But I don’t think that’s exactly what I mean when I say it. I think I mean that art should not destroy your life. Obviously it makes me happy to do “Crazy” things so it is not destroying my life. But once you’ve figured out what is is you want to do/say or whatever, know why you want to say it. Is it really that interesting that you want to cut yourself for a performance because you’ve always felt depressed? I don’t rule out anything cause everyone should have free will etc and we’re all different. But I just worry people can make art to achieve this “faster,better,stronger” part of them and it’s inhuman. I’m still trying to figure out exactly how I feel about it all. Just like the comedian’s when they don’t know who they are.
NEW SONG AND MUSIC VIDEO
FAVE COMMENTS
It was fun when I briefly met Gillian Wearing’s husband when he was sitting by his glass box filled with people’s rubbish. Little did he know I had stolen her identity. It was a good run Gillian. But I suppose your friend’s figured it out. You can’t hate us Gillian. We’re the little people. This is what we have for kicks and fame. One day maybe I’ll show the world what it was like to be Gillian Wearing….