Tonight my friend told met that she didn't have any time to join an arts society club. She said that people who stay on the payroll, working for the man, have no time to do things like that. And then she sighed.
She has been very tired recently. I think it's because she needs some new energy. She's going through the mid-life crisis too. Last year was full of self doubt for her and still is, in a way. Going through the mid-life thing is a big deal for a lot of people. A lot of them get a divorce and take up hobbies. Some become more happy after. Others really regret it, particularly when they have been dating someone 15 years younger for two years and find out that they can't really party that much, or that they really didn't wish for any more kids.
Play a role, express yourself, rule the payroll
I once saw an interview with an old Swedish film director. It was about him as an artist. He said that the thing he regretted the most was not expressing himself the way he really wanted to.
In her heart my friend is authentically an artist, but she is also a married woman and a mother of two. She is successful in her creative field but I believe she needs another outlet because she is torn between the role of the middle class woman, who slaves on the payroll on goes to soccer matches, and an artist who once ran and sometimes *roamed* free in foreign cities. She needs to express herself more. More chaotically. Less middle-classy.
She randomly becomes very frustrated because of the patriarchy and sometimes she thinks that the world is coming to an end and that we should all hoard stuff and have chickens and bunkers. She hates it how middle-aged women become "invisible" as she describes it. She has also fantasised about having a big pink vagina fountain in her garden, that pees and squirts and does different variations of spurts. I understand her on so many levels but let's face it. Something needs to be done about this. Otherwise she might go into the classic middle age, middle-class crash landing.
I think I won't have to convince her much to join the New Arts Activist Society. It would be something in the spirit of the Dada Movement. As long as there is fun involved she's likely to last. We used to arrange and host lot's of weird and fun parties in the nineties. And we were both DJs. And lot's of other things.
We should never be slaves to a suppressing payroll or any enforced roll for that matter. Don't be a bug, stuck on a bed, Kafka told us that slavery sucks. So here is the manifesto. The message. Loud and clear!
Don't let the social contract of the middle class suppress you.
Don't let the heteronormative suppress you.
Don't let their assumptions and expectations get you down.
Don't let The Man you are working for suppress you.
Make your own money.
Fuck the Patriarchy!
Long live the New Arts Activist Society!
#feelingpumped #naas #m.ar.s
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