Art, Music, Poems, Architecture by ArthurX If life is like a prison Without escape, A painting is a message to prisoners after you. “Kil Roy was here”. ArthurX
Biography: Biography of ArthurX Arthur paints in a very own directive style, you always can recognize a figure of face. After several years of developing an own style and exposing his works in Theatres in Amsterdam Brussels Antwerp and The Hague, he starts writing songs. After a heavy attack of mad cow disease, he was released in the pasture again, choosing for a solitary existence, watching the world from a save distance out of his attic window, only committed to creation and refinement of his skills. In 1999 he came public with his CD “Rude Moon” and started performing with his band The Scars, for which he composed the music and wrote the lyrics. In 2000, a close friend convinced him to start working on Architecture. But to be honest, most of the time, he lays on his back, staring into the blue sky, thinking the world over and over again. And well, it doesn’t fit after all. Some improvements could be made, but just how. Nice creamy clouds are floating over, creating relief and new shapes. The Uncensored Art Bio After School he joined, to anyone's surprise, the commando's to please his feministic, hidden lesbian mother with her Cinerellapitinesscomplex and her horrible uniform respect. All to show he was a straight gay. It reminded him too much of his sixties-like free, progressive education, in which laughter and sang might not sound without following of the necessary wiedergutmachungs-arbeit. So he landed at a S-4 office, which was pleasing pretentionless. The next unavoidable blunder was to start studying technical, scientifically physics. It fitted very well in the social row of his trendy-dandy, hippie then republic, right-thinking father and his sancty believing, upfucking, left-turning milkacid mother. But it wasn't his own choice. His parents lived happily ever after. As in his mind their voices kept on rattling again and again. And not only for that, but that too makes every canvas a struggle: does he choose for hisself or must he pay and perform. "Do you think, that you're God." "I feel queer, how you're on the veranda, while I am gardening." "Who did touch my biscuit tin?" "It wasn’t tensed!" 'That's your trouble!" "Here, they will decide, whether you may paint!" "We have no quarrel at all!" "You don't need to scream so loudly!" "And what do you think about it, Arthur?" "You've done very well, Arthur, very well! REVIEWS on ART: “Work to be of great merit”. Jules Bekker, The Lowe Gallery, Atlanta “Congratulations on such an achievement, “The work is very good, logical and innovative”. Valerie Dillon, Dillon Gallery, New York. "Very Interesting" "Galerie Gmurzynska, Koln
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