A Cultured King Cultured In His Own

His entire body was another masterpiece of his inspiration, his objective – ‘black and white’ or ‘we’re the world’. Black was his bones and white became his skin; although genetically uncertain, he consumed the same food produced by the American farmers.

To break the walls of critics, even the artist himself unable to find a good explosive as every art-movement was up to these walls, if they allow ladders to let artists to go over them. So the artist needed the explosive sometimes to bring down bad advertisements
although critics were those who gave him ladders to climb up and up, over and over – and unfortunately down and down.

To maintain the artwork, he had to take lots of painkillers – what a tragedy nobody saw this work although they had been looking at him as close as their payslip! And yet he kept developing his work to be whiter than ever – although some people might see him a gay or something that was how he developed the way to move his middle part. As both physically and psychologically an artist, as he knew nothing but to create within, maintain within and grow up within his ABC style, or modern Pop, as a king of culture, he might lack some mental strength of a warrior and a CEO style management but clearly he was absolute in his creations – all the time.

Every time he changed his skin, I guess he wanted to show something he thought necessary – black in white or skin-deep reality or racial discrimination, or white is no way better than their counterparts once they enslaved. Certainly it might look ugly in publicity to avoid bad bugs although he had been surrounded by them, as the nature goes, for along, long time, that he had to cover his face time to time and even had to live in the quarantine zone within his home – why didn’t his fans see these as his other artworks in making? Who were responsible for bad publicity to blindfold everyone? They should admit they made many big mistakes against him. They should correct these now and end the great tragedy, as somewhat they are responsible in the causing, with his final living day.

Sure his art will go on as long as his fans remember him – like the Christ is remembered by the Christians – he is sort of messiah of culture that his influences, as he was a great cultured artist, clearly far more cultured than many other big names of these days and of the past, are still showing the light – this is good art and that is bad art (ass). None of his creation was mixed in sex-symbols.

Actually, I never believed he was a child molester although he wasn’t as pure as the great Gandhi who lived with a girl for awhile naked to show his emotional stability and the strength of his moral practice – no doubt different people viewed that differently. Naturally we all suffer from mistakes and misunderstanding and the effect of the misleading of the influential. We all suffer from psychological illnesses such as depression and frustration. But he lived on defending his innocence. His big mistake was he didn’t count on others perceptions that art is up to the critics first and beholders later. His great tragedy was the great side effect of fame and lack of sincere love from many of his lovers who could not give him what he really needed – protection and shelter. Or maybe he could not understand the importance of such things and didn’t try to seek out to reach them.

As an artist he kept living with his ABC in style and grew up with that style but ABC never grew up. It seems his art also predicted that he would be surrounded by zombies and perhaps he accidentally cursed himself toward fame with them. That might be true that only zombies could have done such tragedy shadowing over him the rest of his (living) life.

That’s true his arts will be remembered.