Imagine if you will a silk hand dyed frock kaftan stlye rendered in the colours of gold yellow, pink, green, bright blue and white.Designed by the fabulous Oscar De la Renta. V neck and full length, a flowy fantasy of colour and geometric disharmonious harmony. Then I ask you to picture the wearee being a fabulously beautiful young intelligent man wearing it to work at the door of neo auckland hotspot cassette9 on the regular night that is sickdisco. It sounds like a live action abstraction! But hey thats what we like round here at backgroundbexsays. Express yourself through live abstraction. Even PICK UP THE BRUSH if thats your style. Paint yourself a night out .Fuck paint yourself a holiday if thats what your into. I see a whirl of colour meeting, counting, greeting. Descending into a cresendo of alcohol flushed depths that would send your average num nuts into a perpetual reality blackout. The main protaginist will make it through because he knows tthat one should always take supper.
If the world had any sense to it there would be monocrome backdrop for every situation. Colour choices intuitively projected from the back of our heads. Monochrome mesmiramic aura's individually coded in a darwinian sexual evolutionic kind of way. Like a peacock with its plummage as an added communication device.
Does a painting act in this kind of way in the mind of the maker?
Perhaps not as sexual but as a sensory evolutionary device?
What are the sounds of outer space to us but these?
Can you be outer space but still on earth?
Does the aformentioned De la Renta frock come into these categories?
Will the dress survive the night?
Is the dress you wear to supper suitable for all occasions crossover dressing seems like a sustainable idea.