Oil painting on hand-stretched canvas, 122 cm x 92 cm. 2019.
This painting is about how the media fails us. In a world where TV provides an endless stream of pointless channels, making us submissive consumers of things we don’t need or want. As consumers of products and ideas invented by someone else for our delectation, we sit back and enjoy the escapism and distraction and don’t question the status quo, never mind look at the real world around us. We have become isolated individuals with no sense of concern for others and the wider social community. This isolation is affecting our mental health and breaking down social values.
In the words of the song , 'Television is the Drug of the Nation
' (it is here
It’s the perpetuation of the two party system
Where image takes precedence over wisdom
Where sound bite politics are served to
The fastfood culture
The details show the warped imagination of the Rorschach gamer character in the centre. Obsessed with sex, PlayStation, horror movies, Japanese manga, media icons, and his own ego, his world plays out like a colourful nightmare. The only analogue thing in his life is a love of sushi which he orders at Uber eats from Big Jim’s mobile sushi shop. Even the sushi are turning into monsters crawling across the landscape of his anxiety, insecurity, dreams and his utter ignorance of the world problems outside his closed bedroom door.