These days, it seems that anything can be art provided it is placed in an artistic context. And if it is indeed art, it goes without saying that it should be funded by taxpayers. So, unsurprisingly, Lord Bassington-Bassington has decided that His Chronicles are some sort of ongoing social art project. And as we quite like manifestoes here at the Bassington Manor, it is only appropriate to give His Lordship himself an opportunity to proclaim the purpose of this artistic project.
My work explores the relationship between postmodern discourse and urban spaces. With influences as diverse as Derrida and John Cage, new synergies are created from both explicit and implicit meanings.
Ever since I was a child I have been fascinated by the ephemeral nature of relationships. What starts out as vision soon becomes corrupted into a tragedy of power, leaving only a sense of chaos and the inevitability of a new reality.
As temporal forms become frozen through emergent and personal practice, the viewer is left with a statement of the limits of our condition.
Oh, and Lord Bassington-Bassington would also like to recommend the Artsy Bollocks Generator, and thank Miss Oda Rygh for bringing it to His attention.
Now - where's that grant money!?
(Picture shamelessly stolen from here. For, as Oscar Wilde once remarked, "talent borrows, genius steals". And Lord Bassington-Bassington is clearly a genius).