Stendhal Syndrome (Gsiesm 007)

Stendhal Syndrome (Gsiesm 007) by (b)ananartista SBUFF 2022

“I was in a sort of ecstasy, from the idea of being in Florence, close to the great men whose tombs I had seen. Absorbed in the contemplation of sublime beauty … I reached the point where one encounters celestial sensations … Everything spoke so vividly to my soul. Ah, if I could only forget. I had palpitations of the heart, what in Berlin they call ‘nerves’. Life was drained from me. I walked with the fear of falling.”

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Chiunque tu sia

chiunque tu sia arte contemporanea di (b)ananartista sbuff

Poesia dell’autore liberamente estrapolata dal contenuto visivo:
Siderale consumismo.
Disincatatatattatatatta cacao scintilla
caucciù nodo epitelio bomber.
Inevitabilità amara.
Fervente rinfusa di frangenti.

Tecnica e trasvalutazione nicciana dell’opus:
Penna a sfera, matite e pennarelli su cartoncino A4 – 12700 Euro Filosofici

The twelve labours of Hercules

hercules horror africa avant-garde art by (b)ananartista sbuff
“Hercules colera” – mixed media on paper – (b)ananartista 2015

hercules horror mask expressionism drawing by (b)ananartista sbuff
“Hercules furby scream” – mixed media on paper – (b)ananartista 2015

hercules expressionism painting by (b)ananartista sbuff
“Hercules labour” – mixed media on paper – (b)ananartista 2015

l’ora d’ombra.
adombra, adorna, ornala.
assalto, alto alito.
orale denaro rane nere erano renne.
jamrock protein:

non arginabile l’ordigno sbava e congiunge.

“Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.”
D. H. Lawrence

White Nights (a Sachertorte for Dostoevsky)

“White Nights – a Sachertorte for Dostoyevsky” – mixed media on Dostoyevsky novel – (b)ananartista 20014

“white nights” – mixed media on Carrefour BIO chocolate  –

Chocolate and Dostoevsky, for my dinner, Sachertorte for Fyodor, poor folk, poor idiot.
I’m a total idiot, I’m eating the essayst, I’m writing the cake, I’m your crime, I’m your jam,  I’m your dandy.
I have Nastenka in my blood, I’m the solid section, you are the dreamer, Fyodor is the land of loneliness, the cream of the human kind, the biologic hammer of love of vermins of seeds of  Plato’s Cave armpit .
“Oh gore of the bloody white night, transmigrate me in the jam tower of the Demons
Take me to the Irrational Man and kill the gothic fiction of the apricoat dandy”

And now read the short story:
And watch the film of Luchino Visconti:

IL PICCHIO (the woodpecker)

"il picchio" - (b)ananartista 20014 -
“il picchio” – (b)ananartista 20014 – – 1200 Euro


e scorie.

(ninja patatine)

anguste fornaci
anguste rocche

planetario rivive l’oblio
nulla può essere scordato
nei polimeri scorre il sacro SUCCO
di limone.

ma nei seni, nelle baie, nel ghiaccio
e nelle fornaci
(non c’è vita).


painting and words by (b)ananartista orgasmo SBUFF © all rights reserved