Villain Stuff

Villains… bad, mad, crazy enemies of the good people’s society…? Or, perhaps merely an eccentric voice of reason, advocating raw existence? Well, that would be my definition, my artistic label, which I am promoting here with words, visual art and design.

Villains transcend beyond social rules and confinement… they live above them.. Taking without asking… cheekily mocking the law. In this life, really, you gotta have a sense of humour.

I was born a rebel, or perhaps an alien or Fae, misplaced here by some kind of joke. My childhood was never safe or innocent, but oh so high, sensual and so playful. I was often left to wander around by myself, meeting the most interesting strangers along the way. I never really learned the little degrading rules the other little girls were conditioned into.  In fact, I realised how false and ridiculous they were and I fought them as young as I was five or so, trying to get people to see and feel all the amazing things that I saw.   card-drawing

Always been attracted to the forbidden, testing the boundaries, got punished a lot for it, but then again, rewarded so many times by amazing people. Life at the edge is exciting. I love to have fun; carefree, deep, interesting fun, And this is a battle. Because when you are out there, literally, like a butterfly, buzzing, exploring, charming, flirting, simply enjoying your freedom, they appear from everywhere; the ‘vessels’; the limited, jealous, negative people, eagerly trying to puff out your light, plucking out your colourful wings with their judgements and nasty rumours. Such people deliberately try to drag you down to their own little cage.

Being an open, understanding and generous person can be a dangerous virtue. As much of the kindness and love I experience, I sadly also attracted narcissists and psychos like a magnet.

Sometimes, the, ehm, ‘limited humans’ that surround us on a daily basis, really get to you, don’t they? Hmm, what to do? Well, show them some insanity. Play with them. Like my poem ‘Ravin’ Mad’, a little madness sets you free. It scares the shit out of them. Always be ahead of them. Grow your mind, stay fit, eat smart, learn how to kick ass… Bring out your super villain. Age is the trap that they manipulate you with. ‘Grow Up’ means to give up being you. If you want to keep your young exterior and energy, you have to update your mind everyday until your last day! There is nothing more liberating than feeling the inner child. Like, forever. ❤ Oh, and it helps to have a high energy sex drive, just sayin’ 😉

You CAN create your own reality. Make your own movie. And this is pretty awesome. Do I have a luxurious life with a big car,  big house and a oh so harmonious family… ? Hell no. That’s not real life to me.  I live in a strange, surreal film, a black comedy, a supernatural sci-fi, a messed up joke, a parody, definitely a Harley Quinn cartoon… and that I love. I want sexperience, passion, a little self-destruction…. and that I definitely get over and over again. Like a cat, I love to rove the empty alleys at night… you never know what you gonna meet. Could be interesting, or not so pleasant. I live to gather experiences, creating as many moments and moods as possible. Life that is deep and dangerous is way more exciting than rich, material happiness. And hey, the good thing is, getting dirty and gritty is easy, it’s fast. Anyone can succeed at it.

I grew up side by side with the red-lights. I always was fascinated by this raw, outcast and yet, tragic, atmosphere here. I’ve been ‘dancing’ as well and been involved in all sorts of sexy businesses… yeah what can I say, I’m a natural  😉  Nobody has a real name or status or age here. You just are ‘you’. Even though you play a bizarre game. When you can hide your given identity once in a while, you can be your real self. And that to me is liberation.

Of course these days sadly, humans are all caught up on the internet, trapped in a web of passive non existence. Where nothing matters anymore. I really want to see a life back on the streets, back to real existence. Moulin Rouge, Sin City. With curious connections that matter.

In the end, it’s all a game, baby. Keep playing. Live by your own rules. Be a villain.

A typical day I can relate to 😉