To the Artist's Page To our home page
To Jack Cannon's previous piece
1973 According to Ruben, it's 1973 Or 'The year of tilt and side-step' as he likes to call it A significant date in Ruben's theory concerning the degeneration of artistic motive (Typed notes beneath mattress on candlelight and purity) During the night, I hear him talking to the detuned television set in the corner of his room I've stood with an ear pressed to his bolted door (Unable to resist his epic arguments with grinning Warhol) A beautifully constructed diatribe regarding effort versus outcome and the needlessness of genius (Imagine taking on such an icon whilst urinating into empty coke bottles) On Sunday evenings, mood permitting He recites excerpts from his Grandfather's poetry to his imaginary Finnish friend, Kale "Old man, write me one more passage" "Soul chaser, parasite and patriot" One piece, 'My life was saved by labour strikes' has become a particular favourite to Ruben (Indeed, he can't read it without first supporting himself against some solid object) This 'lesson in normality' keeps him at the counters of all-night stores Fills his cupboards with chocolate milkshakes ant-acid tablets and cable TV guides Keeps his feet sock-less and his chin full of stubbly hair The very notion of 'men in socks' is an intolerable idea to Ruben having not worn a single pair for over eleven years (As children we did play barefoot in Aunt Sandra's back yard) Eight weeks ago, he re-started his novel about Christ, the serial killer and his BMX riding comrades out for vengeance on the 2 am streets of San Francisco (Christ paints triptych scenes of game-show host in boot of car) A seven-year labour spanning two decades and seventeen brutal homicides "This is no parody." yells Ruben "This is a portrait of Christ at his angriest"
To the top of this page