WARNING Keep out! Enter at your own risk!
If you are looking for artwork like that of Walt Disney or Wyland then you have come to the wrong place. Go back and try google.com, trust me you do not want to look in here.
I never meet Friedrich Nietzsche but it is my understanding that he was allergic to X-Rays. That is a scientific fact and why it is so important that my life's work be made from the capture of nocturnal transmissions the pretty phosphor poetry my face has endured the constant bombardment of high energy electrons onto a glass screen for over forty years my eyes nevertheless borrow their charge of danger and anxiety from television my mind made to interpret the shock-effects of a disastrous childhood as creepy as cherry pie American style crafted with heavy fists while my hands are busy painting strange fantasies lost in the busy work the brain begins to heal in the calm atmosphere placid and hygienic pushing Francis Bacon day mares away into the stinging cold void like a random computer styles change rhythm and dance in an eerie light. I began with pencil and paper and then paint from a tube. The music was made from cast off radio and TV parts cobbled together in my bedroom of screams and fears that twist and turn like a sick snake in the pit of your stomach. Noise soundscapes a deluge of tones and found sounds arranged in concrete poetry recorded to tape. Music that is not music but merely the echos of screams from a spleen plucked from my chest one chapter of many in a tortured youth. Now cinema has my hand that bewitched mistress fills my mind with a mosaic of sick jokes and lush transparency is given to scenarios intertwined with men and women and stop-motion figures that feed grotesque stories to the part of me that is a writer. The Truth is stranger than fiction and my films explore the dark and scary side cloistered in every household.
The Truth is permanent only veiled by the thick fog of ignorance, greed, and a lust for power. Do not tread further if you are afraid of the truth do not enter this web site if you are easily offended the light of truth shines from all of my works offending only those unaccustomed to truth. Take care the webs of lies and misdeeds that hold your very foundation together will crumble should the cobwebs be but faintly brushed away and enlightenment fall upon your own mind.
Fred Wilder 2009
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