L'Acéphale Blessé, The Wounded Acephalus - an homage to Georges Bataille (2017)
Glitter caboose with sidecar
and just WHO IS the Cosmic Fuck Space girl?
My Macher Costume. I wear it everyday to work. My logos: Macher and the Sound of Wheat . Cave Dix Neuf (Cave 19), located beneath the streets of Paris, somewhere near the statue of Marianne at Republique, where Macher was born. Macher is the Ascendant Maker....but in Yiddish it also means big shot, player, somebody who flashes her cash around for everyone to see, one who is delusional about one’s accomplishments, an outsize sense of glory, one who is full of herself. As in, Oh she’s a real macher, that one.
The blood of my enemies, mixed with my own.
My brands, which comprise the Imperial Entities of Macher. From the top:
Lady Adventurer, who runs the entire operation. Showgirl Power, the regenerative entity responsible for destruction. The company’s cash flow, which is derived from (big A little A) L’Autre de L’Autre: The big Other of The big Other, which is not outside of L’Autre (read the works of Jacques Lacan to understand L’Autre), but runs within it, in an enriched sliver called The Frequency of Beauty, aka, The Seine, aka, The Sound of Wheat. Le Dindon Sauvage de Mississippi (the American wild turkey feather) represents the secret name of Macher.
First printing of Brand Phase # 1
origamiaround
dededos
romaincrisis
snowghoul
vaporwave
blakekathryn
gummygunk
jacobvanloon
baratheonpilled