www.jesusonthetube.co.uk for the most well known of my images of Jesus sitting being ignored on the tube train
www.agracefuldeath.blogspot.com for the A Graceful Death exhibition, paintings from the end of life
So here we are in Bognor, being Surreal. During our Surrealist phase, we wake up every morning having dreamed strange and powerful things (like last night I dreamed the Seven Times Table was a real entity and was sitting at my kitchen table) and we put it all down on paper, canvas, chip it out of stone or make it into an unintelligible song, frowning with concentration as we do so, refusing to let any convention, reason or conscious control hamper our masterpieces. We phone each other up and say, "Just made a fish with a pineapple for a head." "Whassit mean?" comes the reply. "Dunno. Got no conscious thoughts. Could be anything. Bye."
Here in Bognor we are always free of the conscious control of convention and reason. We have the Bognor Birdman competition - a Dada inspired Surrealist piece of Performance Art if ever there was one. Every year men (and sometimes women) dress as birds or hamburgers or something, and prepare to fly from the end of Bognor Pier. There is a prize for the one who manages to fly - in their flying machines that they spend the whole year making, or without - the furthest. Mostly, everyone just falls, with a shriek and an explosion of feathers, glue and plastic, off the end of the pier into the water below; but it goes on for two whole days and the Japanese love it. They come to film it every year.
Sigmund Freud's work on the subconscious, dreams and their meanings were central to the Surrealist Movement. Think Salvador Dali - he is the most famous example.
No-one had ever made a science and a study of the subconscious or dreams before, and it was quite literally, revolutionary. And those of us who are now Bognor Surrealists, we do not need to just paint our uninhibited interpretation of our dreams. We can Automatic Write too. Surrealists were encouraged to not only put unrelated things, ideas and thoughts together to create new meanings, they were told that Automatic Writing was even better. Cover the page with a stream of consciousness, and boy - you are a Surrealist! That is what us Bognor Folk do of an evening when we are between the End of Work and the Start of Supper. "Oy, Chantelle, write me a Surrealist poem will you, while I cook the sausages? Mind you keep it free of any control exercised by reason, and for God's sake keep it outside all of that aesthetic and moral preoccupation stuff." "Righto. Done a stream of conscious shopping list, will that do?"
I am very, very tired at the moment. I suspect the whole reason behind the current Bognor Regis Surrealism Movement is for me to go to bed a lot and stay there. "Don't bother me!" I cry to my poor hungry and lonely children, "I'm doing research." And as long as they can hear deep, healthy, dream laden snores coming from the darkened room, they will know that Mummy truly is an Artist.