Book a Performance Artist

Fight For Reconcilation

2011-06-28T04:29:00.000-07:00

Fight for reconciliation

Within the space of minutes I stood with a baton in my hand and a bloody ear. As I stood I knew I didn’t want more blood to be shed. I was drunk but not crazy and as I stood in the basement of the nightclub five or six security guards were eager to beat the hell out of me. Yet, although I managed to wrestle one security and grab his baton I didn’t want to fight. I threw the weapon on the ground in front of their feet, turned and walked away. This was not the first time I was attacked by the security at this nightclub. Yet, I followed him down to the basement with some preconceived belief that they wanted to befriend me. How foolish I was to believe that thoughts of reconciliation and peace could be harbored within the disturbed minds of this corrupt authority. It appears as soon as I turned to walk away they did not continue to fight. Perhaps there is a sense of purpose in seeking a peaceful alternative. I would like to continue to go to that nightclub. It would give me great pleasure to be still welcomed and respected by most staff and other patrons that go there.

Five nights before this encounter: I was at the same nightclub. It was a good night but since I was enjoying myself so much I didn’t realize that my voice was a little too loud. It being a nightclub I can never understand how this is an issue. Each time I go to that nightclub I start by drinking heavily as a means of waking up, my inner-animal. That night I was just as wild as ever. However, one security guard belted me across the ear. What was the reason? I don’t know. I just wanted to enjoy my night. Then as I was leaving I was confronted by the same security guard again. I wanted to pick up my coat and leave peacefully. This guy confronted me, so I shouted verbal abuse at him. He felt it was appropriate to hit me again but I didn’t fight back. At first the punches and kicks didn’t feel like much. Then he gave a hard kick to my rib. I quenched with a grimace of pain and knew I should not let that happen again. The next kick was coming for the same part of my ribs and I managed to deflect it with ease. I walked out of the nightclub not very impressed by this experience.

The following days were agonizing, as I felt the intense pain in my ribs and inner organs. With a bit of rest and food I began to strengthen. I didn’t believe it was worth running to the doctors for a checkup. During the first few days of this recovery I experienced immense pain in doing the simplest things such as lying down and getting up. Evening bending down was difficult. I went to the gym but could only cycle. It was too difficult to try to do any sit-ups. Two or three days later I grew stronger and stronger. Rest was the main key to recovery. I began to notice that I’m as strong as a rock but a rock can be broken if it is hit enough times. Why it was that the security of this nightclub was determined to break me is beyond my comprehension. I feel Picasso himself would be turning in his grave if he knew this nightclub has his name.

Crack in Watermelon

2011-01-31T23:43:00.000-08:00

Cracks in shells two inch thick

Nature’s dwell from this red, watery brick

Pound on my scull painted in red and blue

All this strength from your point of view

At last the juices drip down like season’s dew

Pound on my scull painted in red and blue

My .......... is sensitive to a girl’s sweet touch

Please be gentle as you handle my ........

Smack me and sit on my face

All is strength before the love we trace

Suck my ......... good and proper

And I’ll lick your .......... because you want to

Bear cum on the trees

Mating season now over with falling leaves

Bear roar louder than bees

Fight to breed in cemeteries

Black or brown it matters not

This wild beast is hot

Dudan Dan

2011-01-31T20:38:00.000-08:00

Actions stem from delusions

Clouded thoughts on an alien being

Intergalactic forces penetrate my soul with delight

It can only be expressed in a moment of incompatibility

An understatement unlike any recognition of lust before betrayal and tenacity before seduction

Do I take up too much of your personal space?

A false perception of how you see me

Would I be seen as a lesser person?

Reasons I can't deny

An attraction toward your beauty

Perhaps circumstances beyond one’s control

Placed here in the correct way

One where people can take advantage of me

Take me to the limits of indulgence and leave me wanting more

I will always be blamed for what I see

This battle with symptoms brought on by tragedy

A tough battle with an unreal world

One created through aggravation that stems from the real world

Death threats, brought on by instigation

No amount of fear or anxiety can surpass this traumatic experience

It appears to continue over such a large length of time

I am not afraid of death but afraid of pain without end

A death that is short and painless is more desirable

If this is not the case then how can I ever feel at peace with my environment

Bad Delinquent

2011-01-29T00:34:00.000-08:00

Brave Delinquent

Get it right

Free me

Not in sight

Void thrust on my knees

Elemental frustration

Stuck fusion fee

Laugh this farce

Ailment we see

Brave Delinquent

Get it right

Free me

Not in sight

Thrust upon head

Love now wed

Seek to bereave once lust

life-line a must

Brave Delinquent

Get it right

Free me

Not in sight

Yin Yang Vocal Expression

2011-01-07T00:28:00.000-08:00

Vocal expression 'Positive' ... Reaction 'Negative'...

                                            Reaction 'Negative'.... intent of expression 'Positive'.....

                                           Release of angst with good intention 'Positive"....

                                          Receiving this angst 'Negative'.....

                                        Lust, Lust: visual ocular need

                                          Thrust, Thrust: wanted deed

Take This Rose

2010-10-06T03:48:00.000-07:00

Unify multi-dimensional lattice structures

Ones that preordain the forty thousand blood sucking freaks

Gorge out the central nervous system with a traumatic emphasis on lust

Smile at the insignificant drizzle of spectacular forgery

As the last entitlement of a thrust too powerful devours your heart

Fight for the battle never ends

Sink to the lowest demise of mountain you will not conquer until you can forget the reason why you began this journey in the first place

The Fringe 2010 Artaholics Fix

2010-09-04T02:01:00.000-07:00

The Artaholics Fix is Fringe Show satire of Australia's Got Talent with The Watermelon Man.... laugh like it was April 2010...a mutli-media performance art colaboration of Melbournite artists

Unbalanced Chi leaves us with notingness

2010-09-02T05:09:00.000-07:00

Non-sense is expressed during a state of disassociation…. Leaves one is a constant state of being disturbed and expressing disturbance to those around them…..if this is the only state that one can share with others then one will never be able to live in harmony with their own chi and positive life energy around them….

Delineated Me!

2010-09-02T04:50:00.001-07:00

Disturbances from the vibes in ones environment can aggravate leaving the person in a lingering state of nervous tension and the need to release that tense feeling that has embraced them. It is sad to think that one who does not desire these negative emotions must struggle with them time and time again because of decisions made in a moment of heightened emotional stability. Thus, this instigates a notion and desire to escape something that has trapped them as they try to seek refuge in a world which is supposed to demonstrate a safe haven. If one does not radiate their own good vibe to those around them then they can never enjoy the company of others even when all elements in their supposedly idealistic world have been fulfilled…. One who is miserable before remains miserable after until that point that they can truly free their inner essence of good vibes and a genuine desire to co-exist in harmony with everyone around them not just a single being who is going to be their savior.

Fuck Trust

2010-08-29T15:07:00.000-07:00

Mental illness (such as schizophrenia) is a condition that has an effect on one’s ability to perceive reality. The sufferer’s thoughts are clouded by subconscious desires that have become unnaturally suppressed. The buildup of frustration inhibits the natural growth of that person’s behavior and their ability to develop an identity. Thus, the characters in this film are based on a buildup of tumultuous, inner-sexual frustrations that have been released into an artistic expression. Giving way to various characters produced by a schizophrenic sufferer as he expresses his identity. When a schizophrenic has a bout of psychosis and is unable to trust their own thoughts then sadly people stop trusting him/her.

A Parent's Role Comes to This!

2010-08-28T15:39:00.000-07:00

The love a parent has for their child is so strong that they are quite often too close to the fire. The blood may boil when the love they express clouds their thoughts because they are trying to protect instead of letting go. For example a teenager is at the stage in development that they need to become slightly more independent and free to choose right from wrong on their own. A parent needs to have faith in their teenage child’s ability to spend a couple of hours in the week with a friend no matter what temperament that other teenager may have. It only makes things worse if the parent feels their child may be influenced in a negative way by the nature of the friendship their child is engaging. It is not the parent who is forming this friendship so the parent’s role here is to let go. It is more important to have faith in their child’s ability to know what is good and bad behavior in the friendships they make. As long as that child can identify extreme and neurotic behavior (if that be the case) then the child can be better able to cope and have stronger judgment of character in the future friendships they may engage in.

King Tit

2010-08-22T06:07:00.000-07:00

When peoples shadow from a fire on a wall appears huge we are so extremely over whelmed. Are we too sensitive …well perhaps. Yet, it gives me great pleasure to make something that’s broken work. It is a great reward not ill intent. Disturbance is based upon these aspects.

What Doesn't Break You Makes You

2010-08-19T05:22:00.000-07:00

The good intentions I have had until just recently have been abused. I feel negativity from this experience. The negativity that I feel is based on the experience which lingers on as an emotional scar. Yet, the intention I had was one of a positive nature that had been interpreted as negative or malicious intention. It is quite bizarre then that the circumstances that have brought forward this intensified negativity that now does linger has not in any shape or form given me an alternative to seek refuge. Thus, it is those things that don’t break us that in turn do make us. Why, it would appear impossible to reach a point that has been reached is beyond my comprehension. It is one that both mystifies and subdues the inner and innate desire to be feeling more positive and naturally happier emotions.

Thus, it is that depression is a state of mind that needs to be re-learnt in such a way that we can be conditioned to seek positive good feelings from the pits of terrifying bad emotions which are viewed as negative.

Henceforth, it appears that the gift to seek freedom in amongst the tragedy of life’s inevitable heartache is one that mortifies me. Are we happy when we have reached goodness once and again or is it a frequency of such goodness that we desire?

Nothing exists without the desire to bring about the good happy feelings even when we have nothing or that we need to be able to create that satisfaction from nothingness.

I dont

2010-08-18T03:15:00.000-07:00

Crazy: Unnaturally erratic

Brave: Instinctively push forward

Loser: Dead like cyberspace

Totally inactive rouge Lust

Mile hike to make see a Confirmation of existence

Everyday life: This universal repetitive pattern

Ritchie Archie: Cycle divides

Hindi hustle incarnation of culture

Historical period dormant death

Interaction: a process so Imperative

And They Call it Love

2010-08-17T03:39:00.000-07:00

Desire: Human interaction

Manifest: Primitive ritual

Contemporary cyberspace

To continue: Interactive routines

Micro to macro scale: Confirm our existence

Everyday life: This universal repetitive pattern

Human activity: ‘the ritual’

Ritual Archetypes: Cycle driven

Human instinct: Regardless of culture

Historical period: ‘the form of ritual’

Interaction: Fundamental human process

Become someone: Imperative interaction

Embed

2010-08-15T23:06:00.000-07:00

Stuck, Stuck together it must blow

Stuck, Stuck together blow, blow

Free to come as it may

Lust brigade Hey, Hey.

Commentary analysis does show

We last beyond any immortal, desired abode

Thrust like acid it does take

Free to encapsulate

Stuck, Stuck together it must blow

Stuck, Stuck together blow, blow

Free to come as it may

Lust brigade Hey, Hey.

Thrive this essence it must run

Cries from the eternal

Have and won

Stuck, Stuck together it must blow

Stuck, Stuck together blow, blow
Free to come as it may

Lust brigade Hey, Hey.

Sentiments of desire will it be?

Struck by lights remembrance

Dead and buried it does not breathe

A breath of torment dressed for bed

Stuck, Stuck together it must blow

Stuck, Stuck together blow, blow

Free to come as it may

Lust brigade Hey, Hey.

Deep Vacuous Red

2010-08-14T19:39:00.000-07:00

Deep within a vacuous, red glow

The grit like essence breaks the scull’s immortal soul

Destructive pits of alienated fumes, erupt an environmental health hazard

A disruptive hue in the night pounds a sinister plight

The hue of crazed desire frees the soul’s disturbed lust

The Watermelon Man has done 2

2010-08-13T04:51:00.000-07:00

The sound of a disturbed and gratuitous mood created through Visual and Performing Art.

Video Sketch with Background Sound Art 1

2010-08-11T00:56:00.000-07:00

Firstly, record the background noise by walking through a shopping mall with a recording device.
Next, keep on hand a sample of vocally projected experimental sounds that were captured a few days ago at The Dandenong Rangers.

Then, capture a sketch on a video device. The sketch of a Bull Terrier’s head copied from a library book is a start. Soon the inspiration does flow and a bikini clad female body is added.

Take time to record a spoken word creative writing piece and some more vocal expressions.

Lastly, video edit all the parts combining them into a unique and individual expression.

Stoned

2010-03-14T14:12:00.000-07:00

Stoic brims upon time’s ashes
Flirt with shadows in the masses
Grave and blunt to curve the shrine
Love’s sweat runs down chastity’s spine

Alternate between what is good or evil
Troubled trip was censored legal

Blood in turmoil now it’s fixed
Grief from hex like temper’s kicked
Strike the arsenal society does blame
Strive to live within that flame

Alternate between what is good or evil
Troubled trip was censored legal

Sick with the threat of love’s desire
Broken in on a river’s pyre
Live it long and slender
Just to touch the bits so tender

Alternate between what is good or evil
Troubled trip was censored legal

Reason to Perform

2010-01-17T04:05:00.000-08:00

Happenings

Leo Dust

2010-01-06T04:44:00.000-08:00

Feed the Dog

2009-12-21T23:35:00.000-08:00

Dog Man Warrior

2009-12-21T16:40:00.000-08:00

Face Fight

2009-12-13T20:51:00.000-08:00

Trip

2009-12-13T17:39:00.001-08:00

Like Rose

2009-12-09T23:20:00.000-08:00

Voice Move It

2009-12-08T01:02:00.000-08:00

Bird Costume Project Pt 3

2009-11-27T23:20:00.000-08:00

Bird Costume Project Pt 2

2009-11-27T22:09:00.000-08:00

Interview Spasm

2009-11-27T02:32:00.000-08:00

Bird Costume Project Pt 1

2009-11-26T22:04:00.000-08:00

About the Artist

2009-04-17T05:26:00.000-07:00

Frank Barresi creates art for the buzz factor. It makes him quite happy to share that buzz factor with others. However, he does not look for or need praise, recognition or other such acknowledgement that he has created art work. One needs not ask others or even himself: “Is this art I’ve created?”