Dr. Rev, an Australian artist practicing tattooing, airbrushing, photography and sculpture has created a unique art form of producing astounding images painted purely with plasma earning himself the alias Bloodpainter.
In hope of moving out soon and i've collected all the bizarre plastic trinkets and kitch crap from every corner of my old room to look at it all together in one heap. So many memories from this...
"The entire world was like a palace with countless rooms whose doors opened into one another. We were able to pass from one room to the next only by exercising our memories and imaginations, but most of us, in our laziness, rarely exercised these capacities, and forever remained in the same room."
Born and bred in Germaniaaaaa [home of Nazis, maniacal perverts with bargepoles hindering correct sphincter function and an awe inspiring bread variety..],...East Berlin to be more precise. Destined for stardom from an early age being the daughter of a scriptwriter and actress/singer, Miss Hagen learnt rapidly from her parents and later her step father once her ma had remarried, Wolf Biermann. Studied ballet from the age of four, by the time she was just nine she had it sussed, a so-called 'opera prodigy'...
Some shit went down at home so she ended up emigrating to Hamburg, writing 'fuck you' songs about the Berlin wall and various brattish threats allowed her access back over the border, where she was soon signed to her first label who advised her to take note of Britain's increasingly popular punk scene...this was around the same time that McLaren had rounded up a group of gangly angst infected little boys who were apparently anti everything and preferred to be referred to as 'Sex Pistols', [it had been a toss up between 'Creme de la Creme' and the latter but thats another story]
And so the Nina Hagen Band was formed in West Berlin's Kreuzberg district. And at once...audiences were all shocked into submission. Nothing but an agressive, seemingly Ritalin ridden parodying punk princess performing one of the most artistically groundbreaking shows. When Nina sang, you didn't know whether to call the medics and run for cover, look on in digust or join in and sing along with her astounding shrieks,grunts and operatic warbles...
Then she married God and strapped herself to a rocket ship, painting rainbows across the galaxies...
