Updated: Oct 3, 2019
In the response to an earlier post about investigating post-truth as a person I decided to have a go at creating some alter egos to perhaps figure out who I am as this new Post Truth artist, I’m interested in not recognising myself as this new character.. I am a hoarder of wigs so I donned a few, manipulated my face with tape and a bit of photoshop.
Updated: Oct 3, 2019
If I shout loud enough will I be an artist?? I decided to take my ‘art’ to the streets as an attempt to self-validate my statement. I AM AN ARTIST and I want the world to know.
In keeping with idea of producing only quick, unconsidered work (and in this case inconsiderate) I hashed together a badly drawn stencil (my first attempts started off neat and measured but had to remind myself of the point ) and wandered the streets at midnight with a spray can.
Whilst painting I realised my stencil wasn’t shouting loud enough and looked minuscule on the expanse of a big wall. I went freehand. It felt good.
One of my collections of Post Truth art entitled Void consist of randomly selecting people from the street, deleting them and sending them to an abyss where I never have to see them again!!
So I popped out on a lunch break and took some unconsidered photos. It was only when I uploaded them and had a look at what I had taken did I decide why they had to be deleted from existence.
According to my post-truth artist values of course.
Someone was eating a McDonalds, she had to go.
Someone shopped at Tesco, he had to go.
Someone else was peddling Virgin Media in the street, he had to go…
