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  The Art of Malaka  Malaka (Rise Above 'Em) [Verse 1] Jealous cowards try to control! Mean-spirited cloth – cut from the same! Old comments rotting – fourteen years old! Doubling down – you got no shame! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Special Greek word – for scum like you! Malaka! Malaka! Rise above! We're gonna rise above! Vile views – spreading hate and fear! Malaka! Malaka! We ain't taking it – no more! [Verse 2] Who’s next on the list? Indians? Greeks? Vietnamese? Women? Whose next to be cut? Major parties silent – lips sealed tight! Cowards in suits – hiding from the fight! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Pauline and Cory – same rotten core! Malaka! Malaka! Ashamed? You should be ashamed! Hate, division, fear in the air! Malaka! Malaka! We’re calling it out – everywhere! [Bridge] Minorities marginalized – feeling the pain! Unheard, unrepresented – driven insane! This ain’t left or right – it’s decency! Common fucking decency! I’m angry – really bloody angry! How do you get away w...

The Art of Capital

 

The art of Capital


I stand here today as an artist, yes, but first, as a laborer. And my studio? It's not a free space. It’s a nexus, a battlefield where the abstract force of constant capital meets the blunt reality of cultural control.

They call it a free market. I call it a systematic monopoly over the means of production. You think canvas and paint are the means? No. Those are relics. The real infrastructure—the essential, invisible currency—is visibility, validation, and market access.

A tiny, elite constellation of galleries, auction houses, and institutions holds a chokehold on these channels. They deploy their massive capital to secure their monopoly, thereby expropriating our economic autonomy. They don't just set the price; they set the very terms of cultural existence.

The outcome is the proletarianization of the creator. We are forced to sell our labour power—our very souls, our insight—back into a system that ensures capitalist domination. Our creativity becomes a subordinate asset. They don't want honest work; they want transactionally legible language. They grant legitimacy only when the work conforms to an approved framework. This is intellectual compliance, and it’s the fee we pay for access.

This is the grid I refuse to enter.

My practice is a position taken in the breach. It is a stand against the commodification of anxiety, against the luxury of sanctified obscurity, against the structural pressure to erode the genuine voice. I refuse to trade conviction for compliance. I insist on lucidity without simplification, and complexity without concealment.

The intention of the work must stand behind the theory. It must ground responsibility and invite dialogue, even the difficult, necessary disagreement.

Moving towards Post-Capital Art is a way to restore the artist's autonomy. It is to unmask the economic grid that seeks to contain us. It’s a shift in value—from what can be sold, to what can be said and felt without compromise. My art is not a consumable style; it is a critical, non-compliant inquiry. It is the demand to be honest, and in that honesty, to be truly free.








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