that's my draft for the next Black Circus poster - another thing I've been messing with at the same time as the radio show. There are a lot of names to fit on the bill! I love Wellington's collaborative spirit. We aren't a big town in terms of alternative culture, but I think we squeeze the most out of our community because - for better or worse - we all know each other a little.
I was thinking about my particular flavour of religious belief today and drew a slightly comic parallel. I think I shied away from making a big song and dance about being gnostic when I was a teen for the same reason I shied away from getting a tattoo as a kid.
What would my teenage tramp-stamp off the wall have been (spiritually speaking)? Maybe something like this:
heh heh heh
Blake's simple and boldly coloured approach to contrary Christianity sure had some appeal to me as a teenager. I can still appreciate the spirit of general adolescent discontent that made me think about living differently somehow. There's a lot to be said for wanting to break a few rules before you set out to make your own. But after, oh, some twelve years of having this image hanging in my mind's eye, do I want to hold onto it forever? Not exactly.
So, Mr. Urizen over here with all his flaws is my 'tramp stamp'. Peace out y'all.
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