Filthy Clean
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Whatever I am feeling at the time I have to go run and write it down or paint it. I think of an image and get it down on paper or canvas 70-95% of what was in my head. If I can't write it, say it or paint it. I'll make it out of found objects on the street or break down matter and put it all back together again. I have literally created things out of thin air. I think we all have done this. I am interested in writing poetry and making art. I love it. It is me.
Nicholas Conlon
Nicholas Conlon was born Nicholas Daniel Farelli in 1975. Without elaborating on that too much; He was born in the infirmary of a penitentiary in a “town” that didn’t exist. 10 years later he was adopted by his step-father Patrick Joseph Conlon. Before the adoption Nicholas grew up in Chicago raised by a single mother, his grandma and grandpa and older sister of 7 years 364 days. He has been painting and writing for over 30 years. Growing up in Chicago, Nicholas learned everything on the streets in a meat and potato, beer and shot, Guns, Gangs and Athletics type of atmosphere. Nicholas was also well educated in the Catholic and public school system including a brief stint in a Benedictine Boarding school in Arkansas, finally finishing his education majoring in Theater at Southern Illinois University. The type of work Nicholas Conlon does is beautiful from afar but up close it’s dirty, torn, ripped 2 dimensional, back slash demented and it’s all over the board. Not one theme, not one style, not one medium. “If I could talk like I write, if I could sing like I dance, if I could paint like I screw, I probably wouldn’t be here right now giving my own artist’s statement. I’d pay some slag a few hundred quid to make me look good. But I can’t. So you got this. If I could only act the way I imagined.” – Nicholas Conlon Original cover photo: Paul Monroe Back page photo: Michael G Michaud
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Filthy Clean - Nicholas Conlon
Copyright © 2016 by Nicholas Conlon.
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Rev. date: 02/29/2016
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Just read the book line by line. That’s how it was written and that’s how it should be read. Thank you.
–Nicholas Conlon
Contents
Life
Home Sweet Home
Over And Over And Over
I Want To Party
My Eyes Can Hear
My Favorite Flavor
No One
The Time Will Come
A Skinny Tagger Like Fella
Do You Really Know If
Embarrassed
Everytime I Paint My Toenails
Z Neighbors
Art Collector
I Like Good Bars
Just Recently
Kim’s Mom
Useless
Hope
Nats
Smooth On Website
Wool Shop
Your Thoughts Reek
Percentage
Tug Of War
Ukrit Khongkhakul
When An Individual
Wing It
Random’s
Thanks Ridiculous
The Glory Of A Majority
The Last American Indian Man
The Sinew I Own
My Minds Gone
Pearl Jam
Played
St. Martin
Testosterone Juice
Love Actually
My 39Th Birthday
My Friend
Some Blow
Suicide
A Point
Irish Promoter
It’s Like The Old Talk
Jag Off
Lampin’
I Only Hurt The Ones I Love
I Shot The Shit
I Wonder
If You Need Help
I’ll Mo Mou And Lu You
Foundations
I Felt Left Out
I Had To Tell Myself
I Love People
I Never Got You
Charade
Delicate
Ho Hum
I Can Act
Smylie Brothers
Day In A Half
Dosh
Ducking
Fake It
Fancy Pants
A Rare Breed
Anguilla In April
Commercial
Contrary To Popular Belief
What’s His Name
A 12 Year Old Artist
A Birthday Wish
A Man Can Dream
Beverly Hills Adj.
Two Beers And A Bowl
Fruitful
My Heart Is Crumpled
Part Two
Pretty And Nice
Rugged Man
Get It
Obnoxiously Gentle
Some Dear God
Sometimes Equals Always
The Detangler
Glenmorangie On The Rocks
I Pause Before Chiming In
I’m Stiff
Last Time
Nomowo
A Shooting Star
Frida Kahlo
I Genuinely Like Her
I Wrote On Your Back
Rich
Bullets Are Colorblind
Games
Opening Day
She’s Right
The Tickle Of Fear
Speeding Dangerously
The Epitome Of Life
Life
Life.
Sometimes you get sick
Sometimes it rains.
Sometimes your baby can’t stop crying.
All of us.
If you’re lucky.
Some people have never even seen Miami.
Momma said this will get you in.
But this will keep you there.
Face and head respectively.
Ironic.
I got the octopus.
They gave me a leg.
Charged me an arm
He said you should put it on a shirt
I’m from the 80s I thought.
Shit the 70s my God.
Is good to me
To look around
Cause it’s great.
Your cause is not.
You can’t look at the hot shit
You don’t have your readers.
Laughable. Ha Ha Ha.
Nobody fucks with the Nicholas
I’m gonna shit in your pool
Full of flamingos and donuts
Do not go nuts you flamers.
This is all you got!
Life.
Just go on.
HOME SWEET HOME
Cartoon shaped lemons and dry ass teabags
hang out at my crib like a couple uh broke ass niccas.
Bananas get mauled like gorillas by 7 out of the 4 people that live here.
Chicken and watermelon?
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!
I just threw away the first piece of pounded breast
Panko butter fried fabulousness in four years.
And my little baby would eat the whole container of watermelon
if we didn’t pay her!
All my black clothes are in a pile in the middle of the room AGAIN.
My white clothes smell like that Mexican kid from the park
when he sweats a lot.
I can hear my neighbor trying to out nap a child.
Bitcoin currency ain’t got shit on the sweet smell of a fresh floral baby wipe.
97% of the art is mine. 1% is hers. And the other 2% is stolen I think.
The useless tits of the Wii is out
but the two cartridges fixes it Nintendo is not.
Fuck, Wait no it’s gone.
They’re both gone that’s odd.
But not enough to go looking
Every electronic device in here needs a fucking update.
I realize lying upside down that I need a leveler for the walls
I just saw something crawling.
It’s either really dumb or incredible therapeutic
that I never go to the basement today.
The money tree is all lame and wilted
but it’s also dark out at 230 in the afternoon.
I found the new years balloon that finally died.
Some guacamole and a chip
My grandma and grandpa are just off centerpiece.
below them I realize I’ve read half of half of all of my books.
So I don’t expect half that many people will read this.
But it’s beautiful in my red office,
taking a day off for Presidents’ Day
Not much of what’s on the desk works anyway.
I think I’m gonna play poker with some cyber bullies from the Ukraine.
Ahhhhhhh the euphoric feeling of laying in long johns
on the tropical fruit stained sectional
eating some underrated chocolate with