Retro-Art Music Edition:
"Wingenfelder & Wingenfelder - Wasted"
The story:
During my last journey to the south of France, I got to know a couple that were friends of my host. They were due to get married in one month's time - enough of a reason to be wildly excited and to treat each other particularly lovingly, in my opinion. And admittedly the excitement of the two was obvious. However, strangely the love between them was not. I concluded that their excitement came from the fact that they were in the process of organizing an imminent celebration. In their behavior towards each other, I observed how the woman harshly and coarsely rejected every advance or tender caress her fiancé attempted to make. I felt sorry for the future groom. Although it seemed that the harsher the rejection, the more in love he became. I was immediately reminded of a donkey with a carrot dangling in front of its nose constantly trying to see it, smell it and of course eat it - though it was only to receive its reward on particular days. (At Christmas and his wedding day, if by any chance he should not be forgotten.)
When my host and I were alone one evening, we exchanged our impressions of the pair. We established that we had both noted the same thing and agreed not to be deceived by appearances. We also spoke of our own experiences on the subject.
I could remember a girlfriend of mine very well. I was 18 at the time and I was madly in love with this girl. I can't tell you how much I physically wanted to be with her. She often walked around my bedroom scantily clad and each time I could barely hide my arousal. But it barely ever came to anything. She was only interested in sex in order to have children. Not for fun or out of love. Today I know that this woman never really loved me. She was only interested in herself. However, it's only possible to recognize the difference when you have met somebody who really loves you. It is only then that you realize how much they give of themselves, physically as well as emotionally.
As a result of this realization, I have used cool tonal shades in the picture's scenery. Only the carrot is displayed in a striking orange. The symbols of feminity are presented in metallic grey tones and include the Female Mussel as a fortified morning star and the Melon Princess as a tinny suit of armor. The viewer himself adopts the donkey's gaze as the carrot continually floats before his eyes.
