Subrealist Manifesto

From a park bench point of view
     this architecture is really sad
even the art gallery looks more like a mausoleum
     It's nothing but a cube of concrete slabs
The only art you can see from the outside is the facade
     of an overwrought iron excuse for a sculpture    
oblique trapezoids painted with lurid orange latex
It's like a cheap sci-fi movie prop disguised as high culture
 
And the cubism of these monstrous offices
these huge superstructures of glass and steel
                    this labyrinth of malls
               with walls made of mirrors
these concrete abstractions seem so far from real
     It's all so severely rectangular
     so hopelessly linear and square
          There's something sinister about this geometry
               It all seems so unimaginative and bare
 
What have they done with the architectonics?
Who stole the gargoyles from the bell tower clocks?
and why aren't there any colossal statues in the parks?
          What happened to all the public Art?
 
                              Damn it!
where are the ornamentalists when you need them?
     I suppose they're still paneling rumpus rooms
     Come on out of hiding you subrealist fugitives
          Rise up from the Underground!
    
          Let's see some more Iconography
          before it's all institutionalized
          Let's give the patrons an ultimatum
          The culture must be realized!
          It's time to reinvent civilization
          The manifestos have decreed
          Time is up in all departments!
          Let the blueprints be released!
 
Lift the ban on graven images
          Put those pagan statues back!
and let's erect some more appropriate phallic symbols
          than these necrophiliac cenotaphs
How 'bout some hermetic obsidian obelisks
          engraved with epic hieroglyph poems?
and why don't we get some more interesting lawn ornaments for the parks
          like maybe...anatomically correct garden gnomes?
 
Let's fax our demands to the financiers
insist they let us melt down the gold in the vaults
Hand over the treasury keys to the artists
Let's gild some of these buildings and illuminate the books
 
Why don't we commission some expressionist bricklayers
     to lay the foundations for a new kind of Institute?
Why not renovate the academies and rent them out as studios?
     Let's get creative about putting people back to work!
There's no point waiting around for these crooks to give us the business
If we left it to them, the entire culture would come grinding to a halt
          so let's forget these pathetic art strike tactics
               This calls for an all out art assault!
 
Mobilize the reserves of post-industrial technicians
          Let's commandeer the special effects
Project forty story movies on the sides of the skyscrapers
          and sabotage the propaganda techniques
 
          Calling all pirate radio units
          You ham operators with alias names
          Stand by to broadcast the manifestos!
          Let's jam the airwaves with takeover claims
 
It's high time for a cultural revolution
          These ornaments need to be rearranged
and we ought to kick these ventriloquist dummies out of office
          Let's hire some better entertainment for a change
 
          Call up the troupes of mad circus performers
          Let's outflank the treacherous avant garde
            Send in the clowns to create a diversion
            while we overthrow the museums of Art
 
And then damn it! let's build a civilization we can be proud of
               Enough of this chintzy rip-off junk
          Let's put this con artist scam out of business
     and apply some more aesthetic economics for once

 

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