Thursday, April 18, 2013
Genesis P-Orridge STUFF article 2013
[Editor’s note: Are you having trouble understanding artists through their art? Understand them through their STUFF instead. Art history never elucidates the importance of the artist's dual role as creator and person who owns STUFF, even though STUFF is important: it's what accumulates when you make decisions. Owning someone's STUFF helps you channel their spirit and personal brand. This is our tribute to STUFF. From books, to art works, to phony iPads, these lists will contain both the common and the strange. This week we bring you an amazing list by Genesis P-Orridge.]
A two and a half bronze statue of Lord Shiva which was the very first really expensive gift Lady Jaye bought me by using “lay away” for more than a year to be able to pay the thousands it cost her, showing me once again how deep and long term her unconditional love for me was and is. S/he added cascades of malas,Hindu and Tibetan “rosaries”, ritual talismans from the Naga and Agori sects making this the spiritual center of our focussed state of love.
Our DREAMACHINE was made specially for my SELF and Lady Jaye by “Johnny Smoke” to replace one seized and “probably destroyed for it allegedly being satanic” according to the Scotland Yard detectives who made off with our original. Revealed to Brion Gysin during a reverie on a bus in France and manifested as a working device by Ian Sommerville in the 1950′s Dreamachines can generate kaleidoscopic visions and hallucinations as they spin creating a flicker on the eyelids making this the only work of art you must look at with your eyes closed.
A hand carved 8 inch wooden vagina with clitoris and enlarged labial hole coupled with a beautifully carved, erect, circumcised 9 inch penis with large scrotum sparse monkey or Yak fur as faux pubic hair and are worn during initiation at puberty by a blessed shamanic few young men. Those so chosen wearing the female totem across their buttocks tied with cord are penetrated those anally through the symbolic wooden vagina.
Walking through the Buddhist talisman market in Bangkok with Lady Jaye in 2002 we took a small alley to avoid the a corner was a shriveled agelessly ancient old man sitting on a blanket surrounded by junk a thrift store would reject. But some intuition forced me to stop. We immediately were drawn to what now is one of our most revered a thick brass penis/automatic gun. The barrel is covered in spherical lumps that represent small pearls inserted under the thin skin of the penile shaft, the “head” is smooth, and has a urethral hole. The handle/grip is a mock up of standard grips but is hollow and could possibly hold a real clip of ammunition. There’s no trigger. There are very faint engravings of the same Thai script gangsters, among other Thai groups, receive from priests at certain Monasteries. It seems a very serious magical object, possibly a “wand” to point at, fire a curse at..an enemy.
A copy of my “THEE PSYCHICK BIBLE: Thee Apocryphal Scriptures “ by Genesis BREYER P-ORRIDGE published by www.FeralHouse.com and available via Amazonis a matter of pride. From 1981 to 2001 we initiated a global network of like-minded Individuals experimenting together, alone and even in “COUM-unities”. The “P Bible” is 540 pages of documentation of our triumphs, failures, chaos, inspired gatherings, shamanism and demystified systems of rituals to maximize each Individual Being’s potential in all media and cultural options. This book often seems to work like a “YI KING”, or other oracular methodologies, the phenomenon if the reader just opens it at a “random” page.
My 300 plus years old Tibetan Thighbone Trumpet that we received from Dr Alain Presencer, an expert on Tibetan ritual music and instruments in the early 1980′s. Tradition declares they should be made ONLY from the thighbone of either a Virgin young woman Or of a murderer! He assured me mine was from a Virgin girl and was once owned by Drukpa Kunley a wandering Tibetan monk known for his devotion to the :Crazy Path”. It certainly has remarkable powers healing Lady Jaye in her “death bed” when a Mongolian female shamaness sang through it vibrating all Jaye’s bones, and mine and somehow dis-integrating the source of her illness, diagnosed as hopelessly terminal by traditional medicine, so s/he was up and about the following day. (read:”The Divine Madman” translated by Keith Dowman, published by Pilgrims Publishing, Varanasi, Kathmandu, Nepal.)
One of my favorite books of all time is “The Modern Utopian: Alternative Communities of the ’60s and ’70s” by RichardvFrancis ( published by www.processmediainc.com.) It is a collection of articles written in the 196o’s and 1970′s about therise, and almost inevitably, the falls of communes across the U.S.A. detailing the unforeseen issuesover money, cooking, cleaning and other chores that so consistently led to disintegration. Those that survived, and some still do today, tended to have a charismatic guru figure and strong belief system at their core.
All my photographs of my beloved “Other Half” Lady Jaye, combined with her love letters and diaries have to be an equal most special item. We have been blessed with working and befriending so many luminaries and remarkable beings; Dr Timothy Leary, William S. Burroughs: Brion Gysin; Derek Jarman and many , many others yet Lady Jaye BREYER P-ORRIDGE easily tops that list. A documentary called “The Ballad of Genesis and Lady Jaye” by Marie Losier is now available from New Yorker Videos, or even, we’ve been told from Netflix.
My full collection of “OZ” Magazines from the 1960′s and 1970′s. We used to “street sell” these to raise money for food and bills. They are the most incredible and by far the most unique collection of psychedelic graphic art of all the “underground” publications. Martin Sharp and Hapshash ( Michael English and Nigel Weymouth) in particular, define for me the pinnacle of wild, delirious artistic madness in both images and freeform lettering that so typified English psychedelia.
My humble apartment. It is the first apartment we’ve lived in since Lady Jaye “dropped her body” and the first we’ve totally renovated. Only the windows are original. We call it “The Nest” and share it with my library of books, my dear friend Leigha Mason and my new rescue dog “Musty Dagger” who is a Pekingese who snuggles up to me each night reassuring me that we are deeply loved in our Nest of happy dreams.