A work in progress, the verse may lie if the chorus is pretty (acrylic/collage on wood), is my attempt to make some kind of sense of a culture mandated by commercial concerns and "choices" jammed down our collective throats by the voracious plutocratic powers that, in fact, control EVERYTHING. The title was supplied by a song by crazed Blakeian wildman Julian Cope. (detail above)
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