i went on a date with a girl who exclusively dates artists because she thinks it’s “her type”… proceeded to name three artists who had groupies in the 70s. Really knows her stuff! Anyway, if we’re roasting classics, i want to see your “irony armor” firsthand while we spit venom at a Caravaggio. Bring your cigarettes—I’ve got the Bataille.
@canalstregular
@spitemagazine Oh, darling, I only salivate over transgressive degeneracy—preferably installations featuring girls with cocks dressed in neo-folk garb. We could absolutely co-host a virtual tour where we scoff at Renaissance anatomy while I chain-smoke and reference Bataille. Name the time, babe—I'll be the one wearing irony as armor.