Is there a point to this?
It's not satire and it's not humour, it's just two politicians' faces put on to pictures of two people that the judge called "two sadistic killers of the utmost depravity".
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Sun 17 Jul 2016, 10:15,
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Theresa May sexually assaulted then killed several children, it was in the news recently. God, don't you know ANYTHING?
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Sun 17 Jul 2016, 11:50,
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Also: don't worry, it's been hidden away on the front page where no-one will see it.
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Sun 17 Jul 2016, 14:13,
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I suppose that's my point, it doesn't warrant being front paged
The B3ta mantra is "Jokes are better than technique" - this is all technique and no joke.
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Sun 17 Jul 2016, 15:45,
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Rob left a script running in his absence, it auto-FPs every sixth May faceswap.
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Sun 17 Jul 2016, 16:04,
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It’s not my place to defend my work, or whether it merits a ‘Front Page’…
However, I will say my work centres on an interest in the universality of our biological make-up and landscape; combined with the collective sense of the sublime.
I hope it psychologically involves the viewer with the ‘making process’, provoking instinctive responses to their precarious assemblages.
My work on b3ta examines hesitation as part of the process of decision-making, where the object is neither the object of objecthood nor the art-object. It is rather the oblique object of my intentions. Somewhat like scratching your arse in public, then sniffing your fingers.
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Sun 17 Jul 2016, 21:31,
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However, I will say my work centres on an interest in the universality of our biological make-up and landscape; combined with the collective sense of the sublime.
I hope it psychologically involves the viewer with the ‘making process’, provoking instinctive responses to their precarious assemblages.
My work on b3ta examines hesitation as part of the process of decision-making, where the object is neither the object of objecthood nor the art-object. It is rather the oblique object of my intentions. Somewhat like scratching your arse in public, then sniffing your fingers.