I just finished reading Conrad’s “Heart of Darkness” for the 3rd time that I can recall. Great novella! I forgot all the action, battles with Congolese, the rampant racism, and the long drawn out ending while the narrator goes around sewing up the loose ends, making “the horror” seem more like “Rosebud” from the Orson Wells movie, sort of campy rather than dramatic. All that darkness in the mind of the author as he reacts to the evident lack of consideration for British Tea Service among the indigenous, how quaint. The scarification of his wheelman, he considers to be part of the horror, now we would simply consider it to be interesting or even banal. Have we advanced? Certainly we have multi-culturalized to the point that short of cannibalism, virtually anything goes, although I doubt we will be seeing too many persons going to the office wearing full tribal regalia, it is not inconceivable.
I am participating in a project to engage in the future of beauty on planet Earth. This evolutionary process, if I may call it that, involved gender bending, body surgery, and any number of behavioral modifications. It is perhaps the next wave, short of prosthetic bodies. These are surgically manipulated bodies made to match a certain standard of beauty developed in the drag bars, Hollywood idolatry and New York super model conceptions that provide the foundation of this endeavor. It will be interesting to see if the project works and what the femme fatale I am currently tracking will do with all this beauty. So far I am seeing mostly a sort of medium class call girl model being developed. Lots of verbal contact, little physical, much attention to physical image and illusion, not much to finer details of geisha style consideration of culinary arts, dance, theater, visual artistry, and displays of discrete tastefulness are still beyond this project as far as I can discern. But that may change with time. Depending on whether the values are placed on simply meeting the standards of gay campy culture and drag, or whether the goal is to provide the sort of high quality escort that meet Geisha standards, but that may take the kind of discipline and vision that the subject is incapable of. Creating a human art form, moving from low art to high art is seemingly the goal here, but whether there is vision and patience to create feminine perfection, that is another story. Certainly the temptation is to simply go for the easy money and modest standards, to be passable, which is something, but not the ultimate.
This is an interesting enterprise for me because all this campy gay and tranny culture with its obsession with fashion and pop is something that was of marginal interest to me, even something for derogatory consideration in the past. But as we are moving into an asexual or multi-sexual era, with less emphasis on reproduction and more on creation of interesting images, I need to move beyond my own prejudices and examine this and consider it the same way I did with racial equality in my youth. This is the civil rights struggle of the era, but also the cultural front line in the creation of the new man. The feminization of millions of males, removal from the reproductive forces and placement in the entertainment industry is a sign of this transformation. Whether there will be a striving for high art, past the Rue Paul Drag Race populist stance into something of a transformative aesthetic involving the principals of the universal poetic spirit that is to be seen. So far the reliance on pop culture seems to be holding the culture back; I would like to see what is truly possible. But I am a mere middle aged radical who has grasped onto the tail of a vision hoping to be taken up to paradise a la the parable of the onion.
I have used this one before. I like it a lot. Does all this make me gay? No idea. But it does make me broaden my scope and get over some phobias.
Tags: Future Art