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'Castrato'
1988 ... Water color and gouache on paper
Image: 22" X 30", Framed size: 27" x 35"
Multicolor felt matte in lacquer frame / Plexiglas

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Our vast numbers and decreasing space push us closer and closer together like rats in some hideous and cruel experiment. The 'village' mentality which mankind was part of for millennia is going extinct along with the basic family unit. Throughout time past we all had our 'place' in the social order ... but no more! Our minds are still conditioned to these ways, but these ways are going ... Going ... almost GONE!

We are losing our cohesion with one another. The closer we get to each other, the farther apart we become. Those who live in cities know this is a fact.

Because of this, a feeling of emptiness and worthlessness is created in many of us. We do not belong to anything nor can we seem to achieve any special identity. We are lost in a sea of faceless, nameless people, all competing for a diminishing piece of physicality.

We want 'our space', but space is running out! All of us are struggling to attain some small uniqueness, to be just a little different from the carbon copy automatons being shaped and pumped out like an assembly line product by our schools and institutions.

But no one knows how to care, because we are blind to the problem. We have forgotten about the importance of belonging on a conscious level, but our inner most voices haunt and torment us with our primal memories. What the world was, it will never be again ... and it has happened too quickly for us to adapt.

To avoid the grim reality of our situation we have invented a fantasy dimension we call TV. TV has become our reality. Yet, how can any of us possibly live up to the images of life which we watch every day on TV? We are bombarded by images that confuse us and create in us unrealistic expectations of what we should be. Role models which we can never attain taunt us with their inhuman perfection's. Since we can not be what we see and are led to believe is normal, we subconsciously begin to accept our inferiority.

We are becoming a castrated society. Castrato is just one of us.

A self portrait.

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