In Defense of the Body Politic

I Dream of transforming + breaking down the media torrent into a thing of beauty…

 

deconstructing its toxic elements, decontextualizing, decontaminating…

 

to render the torrent as purely aesthetic, removed from its origins, mutating into something to behold, and to hold, into view with open eyes + ears,

 

so it is no longer ripping through our nervous systems + minds, like a dangerous virus burrowing into the soul…

 

isn’t that the role of the artist?

 

To make the world into something else through the insertion of artistic intent, purposefully, a media flow drifting by, immunized, sanctified, in defense of the body politic.

What do you think?