Does it count as
lese majeste* if you recreate The Queen's noggin using the typical contents of an English hangover breakfast? No? How about drawing lasers coming out of her eyes to fry the commies bastards? Still no? What about if you paste a portrait of ol' Lizzy onto the body of a vintage porn star getting DPed?
... oh, what? It does? Bullocks.
Genesis Breyer P-Orridge (born Neil Andrew Megson) is famous for many things, his art not typically being one of them. When he was five in 1955, he was on the cover of a Nat King Cole album. At 21, he became besties with William Burroughs. He cured his quarter life crisis by forming a cult performance art group that featured pornography, tampons and transvestite bouncers. Then there was his punk band, Throbbing Gristle, and his rock band, Psychic-TV. One of his artistic venture was to
become his wife, Jacqueline Breyer (and vice versa, starting with matching breast implants with the aim to become one: 'Genesis Breyer P-Orridge'). Oh, and he won $1.5 million in a lawsuit against producer Rick Rubin after he got injured trying to escape flamey death in a fire at his house...
We can't make the shit up.
What were we saying? Oh yeah, he also makes these cool mixed-media collages. We knew that there was a point to this.
More at
genesisbreyerporridge.com.
*aka blasphemy towards the Royal Family. So if you called Prince Charles 'Big Ears', technically they could pop a whopping great target sign on your head. All the more reason for us to become a republic.