Living the Vita Arta

If Tracey Emin can pass off an unmade bed as art, then so can I.

In fact I am taking it a stage further. No longer shall I fret over the fact that the dust bunnies on my floor are now big enough to intimidate the discarded socks. I shall never again stare in horror at the underwear grazing on the empty cigarette packet veldt that is my floor. The pile of clothes on my easy chair is no more to be considered untidy. It is a statement - artistic and political.

My room is not untidy. It does not look like a collision between a Chinese laundry and a paper mill.

From now on my lonely garret, chez moi, my room, is an existential expression of post-millennial solitary existence; an intimate view of modern day convenience living incorporating pop culture references from latter day Anglo-American society.

The duster and can of Mr Sheen represent the traditional values of society, the shoes the transient nature of fashion.

Sod it.

I ought to tidy up.

Living the Vita Arta

If Tracey Emin can pass off an unmade bed as art, then so can I.

In fact I am taking it a stage further. No longer shall I fret over the fact that the dust bunnies on my floor are now big enough to intimidate the discarded socks. I shall never again stare in horror at the underwear grazing on the empty cigarette packet veldt that is my floor. The pile of clothes on my easy chair is no more to be considered untidy. It is a statement - artistic and political.

My room is not untidy. It does not look like a collision between a Chinese laundry and a paper mill.

From now on my lonely garret, chez moi, my room, is an existential expression of post-millennial solitary existence; an intimate view of modern day convenience living incorporating pop culture references from latter day Anglo-American society.

The duster and can of Mr Sheen represent the traditional values of society, the shoes the transient nature of fashion.

Sod it.

I ought to tidy up.

Never happens around here.....

Well, I suppose some people have too much time on their hands.

I mean, this kind of thing just never happens on my Manor. Or if it does, it is hushed up very efficiently by those gentlemen in black suits and dark glasses...

Woman sues over 'alien' stunt


Marvellous.

Never happens around here.....

Well, I suppose some people have too much time on their hands.

I mean, this kind of thing just never happens on my Manor. Or if it does, it is hushed up very efficiently by those gentlemen in black suits and dark glasses...

Woman sues over 'alien' stunt


Marvellous.