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  • Repost @horacio_quiroz
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“Love, Eros, & Sex (The Mind Says No Sir But, The Body Says Please)” original oil painting paired with matching ‘Wedding Blouse’. .

Hustler
@josefsalvat 
It's not easy on my bed sheets
It's not easy on my nerves
It's not easy on my conscience
It's not easy on my soul

This is not what you wanted
What you wanted for me
I know that much now
My apologies

You will call me a harlot
You will call me a whore
But see I'm a man now
I'm worth so much more

But I've got the heart of a hustler
With a hustler's pain
I've got the heart of a hustler
With all a hustler's shame

I've got the body of a lover
With a masochists brain
I've got the heart of a hustler
I'm playing a dangerous game

The mind say no sir
But the body says please
The heart stays silent
Such a silent tease

And I don't know why I'm telling you this
Maybe I've got to get it off my unholy chest
There's a road much travelled
But one I haven't walked down yet

And it calls my name (it calls my name)
Yes it calls my name

It's a darker path

And it calls my name

I've got the heart of a hustler
With a hustler's pain
I've got the heart of a hustler
With all a hustler's shame

I've got the body of a lover
With a masochists brain
I've got the heart of a hustler
I'm playing a dangerous game

I'm playing a dangerous game

I've got the heart of a hustler
With a hustler's pain
I've got the heart of a hustler
With all a hustler's shame

I've got the body of a lover
With a masochists brain
I've got the heart of a hustler
I'm playing a dangerous game

I've got a hustlers heart

@josefsalvat Hopping you see this, your music inspires me.

POLARITIES is on view at @boothgallery now through October 20th. Digital catalog is available. DM for the details or email info@paulboothgallery.com to inquire about pricing and availability. .

#horacioquiroz #queerart #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #artporn #loveerossex #oilpainting #cdmxart #mexicanpainting #mexicanart #popsurrealism #grotesqueart #surrealismopop #surrealism #surrealismo #fluidgender
  • Repost @horacio_quiroz
    ・・・
    “Love, Eros, & Sex (The Mind Says No Sir But, The Body Says Please)” original oil painting paired with matching ‘Wedding Blouse’. .

    Hustler
    @josefsalvat
    It's not easy on my bed sheets
    It's not easy on my nerves
    It's not easy on my conscience
    It's not easy on my soul

    This is not what you wanted
    What you wanted for me
    I know that much now
    My apologies

    You will call me a harlot
    You will call me a whore
    But see I'm a man now
    I'm worth so much more

    But I've got the heart of a hustler
    With a hustler's pain
    I've got the heart of a hustler
    With all a hustler's shame

    I've got the body of a lover
    With a masochists brain
    I've got the heart of a hustler
    I'm playing a dangerous game

    The mind say no sir
    But the body says please
    The heart stays silent
    Such a silent tease

    And I don't know why I'm telling you this
    Maybe I've got to get it off my unholy chest
    There's a road much travelled
    But one I haven't walked down yet

    And it calls my name (it calls my name)
    Yes it calls my name

    It's a darker path

    And it calls my name

    I've got the heart of a hustler
    With a hustler's pain
    I've got the heart of a hustler
    With all a hustler's shame

    I've got the body of a lover
    With a masochists brain
    I've got the heart of a hustler
    I'm playing a dangerous game

    I'm playing a dangerous game

    I've got the heart of a hustler
    With a hustler's pain
    I've got the heart of a hustler
    With all a hustler's shame

    I've got the body of a lover
    With a masochists brain
    I've got the heart of a hustler
    I'm playing a dangerous game

    I've got a hustlers heart

    @josefsalvat Hopping you see this, your music inspires me.

    POLARITIES is on view at @boothgallery now through October 20th. Digital catalog is available. DM for the details or email info@paulboothgallery.com to inquire about pricing and availability. .

    #horacioquiroz #queerart #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #artporn #loveerossex #oilpainting #cdmxart #mexicanpainting #mexicanart #popsurrealism #grotesqueart #surrealismopop #surrealism #surrealismo #fluidgender
  • 521 8 15 September, 2018

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  • 3 2 21 April, 2019
  • #DearDiary,
Thoughts before Easter.
I got a message request on Instagram from a follower that I do not follow back. The message read, “Hello we bring you the greetings from the light of the master SATAN great LUCIFER into the ILLUMINATI BROTHERHOOD. We believe your loyalty brings you to the greatness you seek from the light and also support you to achieve your service to humanity.” It wasn’t spam.
Although I am intrigued and flattered by the Dark Lord’s interest in me, the Dark Lord has got it all wrong. 
Last week, while discussing the shit going on with our apartment, my best friend, who has a complicated relationship with religion, was extremely concerned that I might possibly be a victim of a negative energy brought about by my decorating decisions. She advised removing certain “totems” from our home.
She’s wrong too.
When I was four years old, I asked my very Catholic father why we had a scary devil statue above our staircase. Dad explained that the sculpture was a miniature replica of a gargoyle from the Notre Dame Cathedral, and its job was to “ward away evil spirits.” Fifty years later, Mr. Gargoyle is still trying.
As we all are.
If you asked me, I would tell you that I have worked very hard to be a good person. Most of my big life moments were conscious efforts to move toward a light quite the opposite of the light that began this entry. Yes, there were some unfortunate (yet well meaning) choices made while battling demons at a time when I was far less enlightened. Much of the damage incurred was a result of an overall belief forced upon me from the outside that who I was on the inside was inherently bad; and by outside, I mean the empty souls upon whom the sun seemed to shine the brightest. 
When I called Tim’s mother yesterday, she instructed me to go to Easter Mass. She believed it would be a very good time and place to communicate directly with Tim. The very Catholic Mrs. Sanchez wanted me to know that I was “like a son” to her; and she ended the conversation by saying, “I never really understood what you and Tim are, but I know God doesn’t make mistakes.” .
#TrueConfessions by #BillMullen
  • #DearDiary ,
    Thoughts before Easter.
    I got a message request on Instagram from a follower that I do not follow back. The message read, “Hello we bring you the greetings from the light of the master SATAN great LUCIFER into the ILLUMINATI BROTHERHOOD. We believe your loyalty brings you to the greatness you seek from the light and also support you to achieve your service to humanity.” It wasn’t spam.
    Although I am intrigued and flattered by the Dark Lord’s interest in me, the Dark Lord has got it all wrong.
    Last week, while discussing the shit going on with our apartment, my best friend, who has a complicated relationship with religion, was extremely concerned that I might possibly be a victim of a negative energy brought about by my decorating decisions. She advised removing certain “totems” from our home.
    She’s wrong too.
    When I was four years old, I asked my very Catholic father why we had a scary devil statue above our staircase. Dad explained that the sculpture was a miniature replica of a gargoyle from the Notre Dame Cathedral, and its job was to “ward away evil spirits.” Fifty years later, Mr. Gargoyle is still trying.
    As we all are.
    If you asked me, I would tell you that I have worked very hard to be a good person. Most of my big life moments were conscious efforts to move toward a light quite the opposite of the light that began this entry. Yes, there were some unfortunate (yet well meaning) choices made while battling demons at a time when I was far less enlightened. Much of the damage incurred was a result of an overall belief forced upon me from the outside that who I was on the inside was inherently bad; and by outside, I mean the empty souls upon whom the sun seemed to shine the brightest.
    When I called Tim’s mother yesterday, she instructed me to go to Easter Mass. She believed it would be a very good time and place to communicate directly with Tim. The very Catholic Mrs. Sanchez wanted me to know that I was “like a son” to her; and she ended the conversation by saying, “I never really understood what you and Tim are, but I know God doesn’t make mistakes.” .
    #TrueConfessions by #BillMullen
  • 199 30 20 April, 2019
  • #DearDiary,
Thoughts before Easter.
I got a message request on Instagram from a follower that I do not follow back. The message read, “Hello we bring you the greetings from the light of the master SATAN great LUCIFER into the ILLUMINATI BROTHERHOOD. We believe your loyalty brings you to the greatness you seek from the light and also support you to achieve your service to humanity.” It wasn’t spam.
Although I am intrigued and flattered by the Dark Lord’s interest in me, the Dark Lord has got it all wrong. 
Last week, while discussing the shit going on with our apartment, my best friend, who has a complicated relationship with religion, was extremely concerned that I might possibly be a victim of a negative energy brought about by my decorating decisions. She advised removing certain “totems” from our home.
She’s wrong too.
When I was four years old, I asked my very Catholic father why we had a scary devil statue above our staircase. Dad explained that the sculpture was a miniature replica of a gargoyle from the Notre Dame Cathedral, and its job was to “ward away evil spirits.” Fifty years later, Mr. Gargoyle is still trying.
As we all are.
If you asked me, I would tell you that I have worked very hard to be a good person. Most of my big life moments were conscious efforts to move toward a light quite the opposite of the light that began this entry. Yes, there were some unfortunate (yet well meaning) choices made while battling demons at a time when I was far less enlightened. Much of the damage incurred was a result of an overall belief forced upon me from the outside that who I was on the inside was inherently bad; and by outside, I mean the empty souls upon whom the sun seemed to shine the brightest. 
When I called Tim’s mother yesterday, she instructed me to go to Easter Mass. She believed it would be a very good time and place to communicate directly with Tim. The very Catholic Mrs. Sanchez wanted me to know that I was “like a son” to her; and she ended the conversation by saying, “I never really understood what you and Tim are, but I know God doesn’t make mistakes.” .
#TrueConfessions by #BillMullen
  • #DearDiary ,
    Thoughts before Easter.
    I got a message request on Instagram from a follower that I do not follow back. The message read, “Hello we bring you the greetings from the light of the master SATAN great LUCIFER into the ILLUMINATI BROTHERHOOD. We believe your loyalty brings you to the greatness you seek from the light and also support you to achieve your service to humanity.” It wasn’t spam.
    Although I am intrigued and flattered by the Dark Lord’s interest in me, the Dark Lord has got it all wrong.
    Last week, while discussing the shit going on with our apartment, my best friend, who has a complicated relationship with religion, was extremely concerned that I might possibly be a victim of a negative energy brought about by my decorating decisions. She advised removing certain “totems” from our home.
    She’s wrong too.
    When I was four years old, I asked my very Catholic father why we had a scary devil statue above our staircase. Dad explained that the sculpture was a miniature replica of a gargoyle from the Notre Dame Cathedral, and its job was to “ward away evil spirits.” Fifty years later, Mr. Gargoyle is still trying.
    As we all are.
    If you asked me, I would tell you that I have worked very hard to be a good person. Most of my big life moments were conscious efforts to move toward a light quite the opposite of the light that began this entry. Yes, there were some unfortunate (yet well meaning) choices made while battling demons at a time when I was far less enlightened. Much of the damage incurred was a result of an overall belief forced upon me from the outside that who I was on the inside was inherently bad; and by outside, I mean the empty souls upon whom the sun seemed to shine the brightest.
    When I called Tim’s mother yesterday, she instructed me to go to Easter Mass. She believed it would be a very good time and place to communicate directly with Tim. The very Catholic Mrs. Sanchez wanted me to know that I was “like a son” to her; and she ended the conversation by saying, “I never really understood what you and Tim are, but I know God doesn’t make mistakes.” .
    #TrueConfessions by #BillMullen
  • 274 23 20 April, 2019