Nina Hallowed Ballerina

Posted on June 23, 2019 by Noni Daniels | 0 Comments

Nina here coyly beguiling, she did study acting, was a professional ballet dancer though not a great fit. She too tiny in the line up, not miniature at around 154 cm a bit more than 5 foot. Her current boss is fortunate to have her on board as resident goddess. She took care of an elderly gentleman until he passed away then went on recovery mode at Holy Kitsch! as our next Artist in Residence underwent a goddess transformation thence to South America all the way up to Mexico she now speaks Spanish and does a style of goddess unknown to mankind till now.

She worked in a pizza joint in Mexico City for 3 months enhancing her hallowed goddess being. Her Mum asked me what Nina’s goddess path was. I replied she is attached to eating fried foetuses for breakfast despite the pickets outside, Nina always said she was not the family type of gal though children in the future might be on the cards, she is firm about the state of her womb and says it is absolutely her business how she runs it and how many foetuses she fries. There was a constant trail of little furry flying foxes trailing her and still she does not own a stitch of new clothing as she shops for her clothes at the flea.

Nina loved Mexico and found all kinds of goddesses are a good fit including the very bony ones and more evil, I wonder if aside from ballet she watched the traditional dances, in the zocalos the way couples get together and show off their moves? She said that when she tired of frying foetuses she was already in Ecuador so learnt how to be a midwife in the traditional jungle manner using a more herbaceous approach than a fry up. She nabbed a boyfriend in Oz on return, phew lucky Nina he is blonde with a soft pink mohawk and has a good aura.  

Image above for educational purposes thanks to Museo Jumex Mexico City. Jumex is the large fruit juice company in Mexico that built this museum and is a generous supporter of Visual Arts. They focus on contemporary art. Here we see a work by artista, Jeff Koons a "Degas" ballet dancer, she is being anchored with ropes as she is inflated con gas., she is enormous Naturally she is is different to a Degas as we are in a different time zone and he has depicted her plumper though with the same awkward grace and balace. El museo Jumex is next to Museo Sumaya authored by Carlos Slim, (what happened to his eye?) one of the richest men in the world, his family emigrated from Lebanon to Mexico. He named his museum after his dear late wife. USA has the highest rate of craziness in the world. This means Koons gets to do really intelligent art and is treated with respect for his insight and intellect. Australia has a low tolerance for difference so we have very few major artists except the Aboriginals and Holy Kitsch! Koons is not seen as crazy in USA btw only here.

Trruue artists are shot Local then used as aggregate in the concrete along with intellectuals, poets, refugees and cyclists for the next colosseum where all alcoholics here congregate and feel equalities as they are banned from the city centre, nothing against the people watching bromance or homo-eroticism on the field or men grabbing groins, women might enjoy watching men or women depends how they feel btw. 

Did Israel Folau just become tired of gripping other men and like hit me in the face with a cat, is he hot? though plenty of other players in the field I don't care who is going to hell just take me there. Flat Earthers believe they have it sorted already so why should he be concerned if men happen to think about what he is or what they does for leisure? His major concern need be the Pacific Islands flooding and displacing their populations no amount of sermons will hold back the waters though some urgency on global warming might assist rather than nations using catastrophe as a last gleeful bid for a desperate grab at more power.

I prefer soccer and nothing wrong with footie players, just your colosseum has soaked up most available funds along with concrete freeways and the drunks look menacing nearby and afterwards. Any "Public Art" tacked on is Government approved meaning it looks worse than what you accomplished at school and the person who designed it has a corporate resumé with a good understanding of the institutionalised system and current policies with low critique ability or questions or feel for the world, except Holy Kitsch!ers. 

Here is one suggestion for Nina ball oom dance is huge in Asia Pacific region and cuts across all cultures! Nina told Holy K she has extended her midwife skills and is now studying nursing at a local uni to further enhance her herbaceous habits she established in Ecuadorian jungles thence enabled to bring forth bouncing bubbas to others. Nina hooked up with a new pink haired mohawked guy on return Nina se dice a Noni que ella le esta esenando espanol.  

If grabbing groins and aiming balls at groins is not your thing here you be known as a scaredy cat Local and if yee want to play thee games so long as you are adults all fine, not saying that people be banned from playing anything, it can be fun. I knew a man who was hit on the temple with a tennis ball, he lost memory of his entire life it was awful.

All art Local needs by decree to be altered so as to be literal thus readily understood that way the visually and linguistically illiterate and plain folks knows exactly what the image or text doth conveys without feeling likes they need to asks but you know it is OK to asks we will not laughs, paintings musts resembles photos, arts be created as a penance for sinnin', religious and poetic tracts cannot rhyme and be forced to lose metaphor and nuance, swishing and swirling is possibly permissible. 

Saints, Passion and Symbolism be reviled vastly and prayerfully quietly tastefully polite be the enforced regime Local. A particularly nasty one be to waits till youse are alls too old to enjoys yours success if youse missed a truly brief call out period when youse were very young if a visual artist, that one is a real killer here, pen pushers have endless amounts of time and do not count labour as being labour as they are from *! 

If you a slightly mature person youse can meditate on age'n, nothing else be allowed. Another things I's noticed, if youse do nots have a desk person in the family youse are in troubles as they already knows how to do all the paperworks that confronts all artistas, intellectuals , refugees and poets wishing to get their tooties near the booties at all and escape. 

Flat dull mindedness is the go so the boards can readily reads your submissions, wit was banned centuries ago. If you were as crazy as Holy Kitsch! to publish any concepts somebody well positioned will steal it and receive the accolades, not understanding the concept of a conversation with a work or acknowledgement and inspiration. It's stealing from the enfeebled.

HK is especially cranky that her awesome installation works for lane ways wuz considered to overly excites ze people, Holy Kitsch! trieds more than one Councils, goody two shoes won again they know the dull well. HK advice to budding artists is if you can afford it try to locate a good grants writer, it's a trade and specialist job. Beware if they are artists as well as they may go for the same grant, in other words ensure your grant writer is relatively free of corruption or so corrupt they will do anything at all for you to get that darn grant. Life is short.

Even the extremely tame and extra extra prayerful Elvis DOD tuition classes wuz rejected and I's had help on the forms!  The rickshaw promoted by Sydney City Council at the Rocks is a poor and sad Holy Kitsch!mobile Big Pretty imitation. A false prophet with good form filling skills aped HK's who then was paid handsomely and gained extra smileys on her CV.  She (he?) even used the Holy Kitsch! walking tours HK published before anybody imagined you could walk around our cities and instead apparently there is a recording on the rickshaw which if so will probably be awful those talks on buses can be hideous, depends.

Think of the German Tour Guide on League of Gentleman, Herr Lip, bet its way more tasteful than that show. It seems like, the city is filling with concrete. An events company used the concept of a slightly decorated rickshaw at an Aztec exhibition at the National Gallery after HK too. It was quite plain, accidentally saw it, I think they put some Mexican cut paper flags on it, I forget and only stumbled on it.

Nice to start a craze though Holy's income was nil from the vehicle, people loved that rickshaw, should have asked some charities if they could store it as the galleries here are art ignorant, they think it lacked sophistication, the MCA simply snubbed HK as did AGNSW both were approached and I think Powerhouse they are afraid of non conformity.

The veneer of sophistication is extremely important in Oz, numerous deny that Jesus was born in the same way as an animal in a manger as the story goes if you follow it. It is unknown how clean the straw was in there. Artists through the ages knowing that attempted various approaches as birth like now was full of dangers yet more so again in the past. The Virgin Mary lended an opportunity for artists to depict humanity, nurture and kindness towards kids not always known in Roman days.

Noni attended one Xmas sermon where the cleric claimed the Virgin was in fact a single mother and this was lost in translation though the original story maintains the poetry of a Virgin and innocent Planet Earth.

Mexico City is 10th on the list of cities with most Museums, St Petersburg is first, Paris, London and New York are up there. The cities in Oz as to museums and intellectual discussions on art are just above some of the poorest nations of the globe where culture and art is actually valued meaning artists and artistas elsewhere feel way less endangered and not like they must march to the ruling party's calling, artists here are dying.

Even the Barrier Reef is dying. The Reef used to be top of the hit list of global Reefs now it's being slowly degraded by pollution and mining magnates cannot figure the differences between being alive, a lump of coal or dead, same as numerous leaders, nobody else can see the difference between them. Billionaires travel on billionaire yachts on this globe yet they now travel on thick, soup like, unseen sewerage and pollution, it's there and hidden, its hidden dirt but not good dirt, its the effluent. How can a billionaire sail on affluence and then claim being Minimalist? The dirt is there as they gaze at a setting sun in a horizon of smog laughing, maybe they have no grandchildren.

Cave people globally unlike Neanderthals painted beautiful images to show all we had arrived on Earth somehow and spread the word. Flat Earthers have been trying to eliminate artistas, intellectuals and humanitarians ever since. Kids are forced to paint portraits most pleasing to the colonial rulers for reward they will get into the highly protected Local Museum Brigade and not get their hands dirty with graft. Holy Kitsch! is not anti portrait and has painted them. She is averse to The Especially Awful Colonials who evolved out of Colonisation here.

Concrete is promoted as being as good as white sliced bread so that tourists will visit and admire how much concrete there be trrruly in the world. Toxic mines, sewerage, big holes in the ground and reefs full of sludge are the latest government initiative to attract more tourists and stop people enjoying true nature.

Tourists are encouraged to visit tree felling operations just north of here so all of us can use softer toilet paper as bidets are considered feelthy and only for foreigners. Tourists can also watch homeless koalas, kookaburras, numbats, spiders, flora, echidnas in trains, ants, lichens to dye for, tiny endangered insects, lace bugs, micro-organisms that assist fertility with balance and beetles after clearing joining the homeless humans now there are fires too as climate change drought, fierce winds and heat is relentless.

You can buy recycled loo paper some supermarkets refuse to stock it even when I's complains. By placing a picture of a bikini model, nothing against models and/or bikinis with or without all fines, obliterating the landscape politicians pray tourists will cease noticing how dire Local things be just toxic prawns left for the Barbies and no mud crabs as mud was outlawed for the law of lawns, they are draining swamps for sparkling new housing estates that command absolute water frontages fishes have nowheres to breeds. The drainers do not like mangroves.


Mexico City is considered to be on a Mesa which is table in Spanish, hanging swamps are a frequent landscape feature in Mexico ie: raised swamps in the mountains often with towns as they were fertile for crop growing, sometimes they are old craters. How come people think a table needs chairs it can be used metaphorically or do barely any artists Local get that? Van Gogh got it as to tables and as to chairs!

Update: Crazed knickerless men were recently witnessed pursuing Izzy Folau throwing Polyester's flaming bras, they were carrying rescued koalas from fire ravaged forests, some even had echidnas (Australian hedgehogs) before they became living candelabras alight from the fires oh nooo. Folau hot footed it to the mothership for his escape bid leaving the Lamborghini at ground level.

Above is Kanye West's concept for the homeless cats and extra housing. The cute huts are from Star Wars they filmed in Tunisia. He suggests they be sunk underground which I think could be done with packed earth or bricks as there are still prof. brick layers in Mexico who can build domes. Holy Kitsch! suggests for natural light a domed area protruding from ground level either in glass bricks or toughened glass, if clear glass the lens would need concertina curved shades below. ©Holy Kitsch! Homeless housing is now a global effort on designer's parts who are waiting for politicians to act, only a few are, ours are busy building monumental roads of remembrance and selling off the remainder to foreign interests we are next in line our government is thinking of selling the population to China as it would balance the books nicely.

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