ME DOESN'T WE.

Caio Fern, 2012, acrylic on canvas. ————————————— ME DOESN’T WE. Jesus Christ is the only Truth. ME DOESN’T THEY. the name of that place is place and is only another place. She said I am brand new and this is only my third reincarnation on this planet. I don’t know who you are and I am very inclined to do not care. somebody doesn’t love me and nobody never will. Somebody loves me and everybody always will. This is not your business. I am the one supposed to deal with it.

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

Mein Welt by Caio Fern

Mein Welt
Caio Fern
www.meinwelt-22.blogspot.com

BED SUPREMACY by Caio Fern

Slam Magazine interviews Caio Fern

11/30/2010

Slam Magazine interviews Caio Fern .

Today the Slam Magazine posted on their site an interview with me ( see it here - http://artslammagazine.com/?p=7415 )The interview was made by Terri Lloyd.( Terri's blog where you can find her really good works , trist me - http://www.hairycarrionarts.blogspot.com/ )Really , when i knoew about the interview, with all the respect , but I was expecting lame questions as :" what are your main influences, when did you discover that was an artist ...." and things like that .But Terri questions where really good , she knew what was talking about and I felt like waves were breacking upon my head forcing me to answer it properly . She was fantastic . I had lots of fun and at the end I got really exited about .http://artslammagazine.com/?p=7415I do hope you enjoy this enterview as I did .http://artslammagazine.com/?p=7415Slam is an art magazine and there you can find many good artist too .http://artslammagazine.com/?p=7415Don't forget to visit Terri's blog .Thank you Terri .You're great .

My Aquarium - Caio Fern

if you want to read about this visit this link :

http://meinwelt-22.blogspot.com/2010/11/breeding-pocket-amazon-jungle-aquarium.html00

Gabriella Mirollo

http://twotigerscreations.blogspot.com/2010/10/interiors.html

using the cover of the Caio Fern's book " Alemão" .

self portraits by Caio Fern

acrylic on canvas and photo by Caio Fern

I am not here for entertain you

Winter in SP.

REDUCTIVE_________________NEW BOOK

www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1419178


REDUCTIVE is my new book !

I am very exited about this one as The Pictorial Concequence was a real success I decided to produce this that is shorter , and more intence .

It has 34 pages of the best painting among the best . The text ( yes , this one has text ) was writen by me but totaly revised by an American Angel , so it keeps my sweet literary style but doesn't have that festival of grammatical crimes i force you , my dear friends , to read when you come to visit me here .

For the first time not only on my books , but on blogs as well, i talk about and explain the 4 phases of my production sinse 1999 . And give an explanation of how and why Mein Welt exists. And why it is Mein Welt and not the correct Meine Welt ( as people usualy asks me ).

ATERCES ADIV - 1999-2001

SAO PAULO - 2002

MEIN WELT - 2004-2009

actual -2010 , and what is happening .

And the price is the cheaper of the market , really , for only 14 dollars ( i don't even know to convert this to my own money but i know it is ridiculous cheap ) . Camon , it is the price of a meal .

i am very exited ! this book is like a good rock'n'roll album , intence , short , easy to fall in love with , at the end you feel like to see it all again , and again .

And the layout is incredible .

On blurb you can have an idea , but it was designed for the original size and on Blurb you see it reduced , is hard to read the texts or see the details of the page's backgrounds . But on your hands it is .......smuack! bellissimo !

www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1419178

buy it now while is only 14 dollars !

self expression is a cancer , art is a lie and i like pizza .

original post at http://www.meinwelt-22.blogspot.com/
i extended my arm while black birds flyed into the blue veins


looking for every detail of the skin and shapes of exausted muscles of anger i have resided this last decade .

but i have to ignore it all if i want to focus on what really matters .
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what ?
What does really matter ?
After all , the only thing of the Universe that i still care about is my ego . And ego is such a waist of existence !!
What brings me to waist my life with "expression" , art .
Any temptative of self-expression is a mental disease .
Why ? For what ? When will i overcome this imature need ?

Is my life a such traumatic umberable experience that i have to overtake it with self-expression ?

Yesterday i was at the shower imagining how good would be to take the phone and tell my mother that i got leukemia . That i had less than 9 months and would travel to a nice place for spending my last days alone . This would be a good lie and i would feel great !!

Cancer tastes like pizza to me . And has so many flavors to choose !!!

I understand stupid people that think are artists and use terminal diseases for making people pay attention on then . But I don't understand people that pay attention on then : " oh she has cancer and paint about it !! what a brave woman !! FUCK THEN ALL !!

Life never liked me and as consequence i never liked it . This is a relationship that didn't work . i want divorse , even because it commited adultery against me .

even so.... Why should i express myself ? What criminal culture is this that teaches us self expression has any value ? It just brings vanity , suffering , more fear , transforming souls in slaves of aesthetics .

Why do you express yourself ? To save your life ? Jesus said that the one that trys to save its life will lose it at the Kingdow of the Heaven .
To prove to the rest of the world and yourself that you aren't one more piece of shit ? But you are just one more piece of shit !!! That is the reason you are reencarnated on this periferic planet of this periferic galaxy !

So the search for the Truth that all the artists say to do is as a matter of fact one more way to transform our lies , insecuritys in Truth and be able to live with it . Is just an ilusion we love to believe because we are weak cowards that don't want to face it .

This is the reason artists get into crises . I mean , the sinsere real artists get into crises because deep inside they know there is no sincerity or reality in anything he dedicated his entire life for making happen .

Other day i read an entusiastic silly person saying that an ideal world would be a place where more art could be produced and enjoyed . I am sorry , but a world full of art and that needs it so much seems to be a extremely problematic sick place . I don't want to be part of this !

So here i am after have spent the last 2 hours working out with the sweat dried on my body looking to the empty walls of my house trying to think how i am going to keep producing art and lie to myself , making people believe on my aesthetic as it had some truth just because we are fruits of a culture that have taught us for the last 10.000 years that all these aesthetic excuses worths something , that self expression is a real value that comes fron the soul and not an ilusion against the core of the existence in this Universe .

Self expression is just one more modality of materialism . Art is like cancer and pizza , pick your favorite flavor .
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fuck ............. i don't know what to paint now ................

i think i am going to bed read the menus of the pizzerias of my neighborhood imagining myself tasting a pizza and sleep earlier tonight .
i know tomorrow God will make a miracle in my life . i even got the lotery ticket . i feel in my veins that THIS time i am going to win . wish me luck !! and i will never need to express myself again . money will do this for me :D !!! how deep am i , hein !!? Hey bella , come to eat a pizza in my house and let's make art means nothing in my bed !! by the way , you bring the pizza ...

and i don't know who is the author of the photo i posted now , but it seems to be a sad esteriotype fron the second half of the 50's , so lets pretent the author prefer to stay anonimous .
wait , is there a casset player on the sound ? is it fron 80's ? even sadier .

this is just one reason i am in crises about my work .
i didn't even mention things like people expect a brazilian esteriotype fron me , or judjgeing me and not my work .
maybe i should put a Carmen Miranda hat and dance samba talking about tropical forest . i bet people would love to see this .

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MY LAST POST MADE A LITTLE RIOT AND IT IS ALL MY FAULT .


i shouldn't have writen many diferent subjects in one short text , even all this talking about the same issue .

but thank you for all that have commented about . you were very kind .

i didn't make it clear . but 2 woman with very strong personalitys made comments i would like to share with you . the comments are in english what makes easier to me without need to translate . but all languages are very welcome . and i gave aswers that i believe will let things a bit clear . not totaly .

i am not here to help , i am here for mess . i am not a spiritual leader , i have no answers .

it is good to know people takes me seriously sometimes , and not just as an exotic piece of character .

thank you !!

JASMINE -

Caio - I don't know what to say. I do know artists with cancer who paint about it and it is healing and energising and I am amazed by one of the artists ability to paint physical and psychological emotion yet make it beautiful (http://aviewbeyondwords.blogspot.com/) but then again, she was an artist before the cancer. She is an artist primarily and cancer patient secondarily, yet right now, the cancer consumes her time. I agree, there can be more important things than art or music or literature, but a world filled with quality arts makes the world a pleasanter place for those that appreciate it. The ability to express oneself artistically and exceptionally would be an amazing thing for the masses would it not? The beauty of art is that it tries, and often achieves, to transcend religion and politics thus allowing us to see eachother for the qualities withing and not solely by sociiological labels and niches. We are each more than the place we were born, the religion or politics we hold and the education we had, are we not?

MY ANSWER -

JASMINE - to paint about cancer or any similar thing isn't art , is speach , can be made beautifully , but isn't art . the nature of art is diferent of what they teach us in schools sinse the second half of the 20th centure . you must to forget all you learned about if you want to see art as it really is .even so i agree i was grosse on my comment about this . i am sorry . i don't know if exists things more important than art in this world . i don't remember to have said something like this on this text . and a world with more art is just a pleasanter place if the civilization that lives in this world is very sick and disturbed . the necessity of art isn't a gift , but a curse . art is about religion , always , very rare art is about spirituality , 2 very diferent things . and art is used by us as politic , always . because art is a way you find to position yourself in this world . and this is politic . but doesn't mean that you need to do speachs as the cancer example . yes , we are much more than the place we were born , religion and politics . but where is art in this ? is art and self expression fron our souls or fron our cultural way to see ourselfs and deal with it ?and if art is an authentic manifestaton of our souls ... what is the reall value of this in our lifes and for the improvement of the soul ? greed is a manifestation of the soul too . should we transform this in a real value and live by it as has been the proposal sinse the 17th centure ? or stop this in our lifes ? rage , is a fruit of our souls . today we believe rage is an evil thing . but thousands of years ago it was considered a gift fron gods . so , maybe art is a bad thing and we in our cultural values consider this a wonderful thing in our lifes .but first of all , i am teasing . i live for art . it has saved and cursed my life hundreds of times . i have this love-hate relationship with it . i just think that artists must to start to question the real value of art in our lifes . this is the only way to reach better levels and a superior art one day .

Linda May -

Ah mate. What can I say. Simplify your mind. Shut it to those thoughts. If there were no artists the world would be a much much poorer place visually and in lots of other ways as well.There are all sorts of people "needed" to make up this world, your style is just one of those many.They should be all able to fit together in symbiosis. I love that word. I try to understand art and the reason and idea behind it, but being a simple person it does not always work. So I just accept it for what I think of as an expression of beauty.A story from inside it's maker, as much a story as any writer would put into word.

MY ANSWER -

LINDA MAY - but it is the oposite of simplify the mind . is about going beyond art . beyond its needs . we should ask why do we need this . are we so miserable that art turns into a fundamental characteristc of our lifes ? i do believe styles fit together in sybiosis . all , one completing the other . but till when is it going to be a real value ? and why ? i've used the idea of "expression of beauty " last night after to write this . i believe that it is a good start to real answers . even so , not real conclusions . thank you Linda May .

Honest Sausage/Free Spirit - my best selfportrait so far .

fingers slide nightfalls of sensations as chains of crystal water geting broken in silence .


i open the window and the air was still blue virging by the morning .

so thin and easy to breath . .............



in a spiral of solitude all the pigments embrace the cold .

sutil day light lay on the bed .

again , and for the last time , i feel her cheap perfume taking place .

my dick is so exausted that i realise has no flesh on me anymore for be consumed by any femme .



wow! why are my arms , shouders , spine trembling ? why am i so empty ?

it is the beguining of a new day ! shouldn't i be renewed ?

i see all the women of my life embracing my legs as it was a shelter on these sheets , devoring my skin , bones , muscles .

get out your devils !! leave me alone ! i dispite you all !!!

i want to walk

i want to go to those clifs far away that i have discovered a long time ago , blessed by God by the fact that i had no one near to share .



why am i raped by spirits ?

why am i raped by my own needs ?

the sound of the filter of the times is geting louder , even so is just able to be listened if i pay attention on this engine .

i pay , i've payed .



i like the taste of pizza in the morning . i like the way women laugh when taken fron behind at the kitchen . i like to ignore art . i like to imagine flowers where is impossible to grow then . i like to embarassing myself in front of strangers . i like to listen Napalm Death loud watching the videos clips of Lady Gaga . i like to smell the fashion magazines . i like the idea that exists a place where you can kick mouths berafooted in the total dark . i like to live barefooted but hate having my feets durt . i like to tease women with absolut no responsability as i was on control , but then , they make me lose control . i like fresh tap water . i like pork meat even being vegan . i like that my Italian side of the blood makes me so helpless weak for PP . i like to explain to people that PP means : Pussy and Pasta . i like to have a nazi answer for everything . i like to truly believe i am a cat into mans body . i like to say all the writers are stupidy and have any real talent . i like to say all the artists are a bunch arrogant blinds believing that are able to see more than the other mortals . i like sauerkraut . i like sauerkraut with apples . i like the idea of geting married with an apple . i like Dijon mostard with strawberry ice cream . i like to see people get fucked by their own stupidity and say : well done . i like to say : "hate to say i told you so " . i like to be a retarded about math . i like to do not have a car in a city where you HAVE to have a car . i like to go to birthday party of the sons of my friends and be the only adult man that is single , has long hair , has no belly , that don't watch news on tv , don't understand about or follow football , don't talk about business , don't understand absolut nothing about cars , don't drink bear , don't eat the barbecue , don't travel on hollidays to those cheap places full of fat familys , bad arquiteture and hot dogs . i love to say i hate my country . i like to spend hours making a long a list of things i hate about my country and at the end realise it would be easier to say : i hate absolut every single thing ( i do this all the time ) . i like to wear women perfume . i like the way a woman starts to stink on bed after a couple of hours and exercises . i like my broad shoulders and the muscles of my chest ( i am really proud ) and the way they give me power . i like to be arrogant . i like to know one day i am going to go back to the lighted green warm sea and dive naked among the colorful reefs as i used to . i like to be sure that one day i am going to live in a cold montain with a big boobed woman that the only word she knows is "submission " . i like to buy the lottery ticket every week and always say : ohhh... i can feel this time i am going to win . i like to wave and send kisses to the high school girls on the side walk . i like to flirt with their mothers at the supermarket . i like to walk the dogs on the very cold nights . i like the fact my dogs look like cute drops of heaven but all the time someone aproachs doing that little voices "ohhh , look at then , they're so...." they bark , bite and fight scaring everyone around . i like to take shower and have on the clean warm cloths with the body still wet . i like to say that art is the biggest illusion and lie created by the man to people that say art is a sublime important thing and is in all the moments of our lifes ( is that the reason life sucks ? ) . i like to don't like to sin but when i sin , i sin for goooooood . i like to read Genesis and the New Testament every day , but have ignored all the Old Testament for the last 15 years . i like to worthship Jesus Christ in all its forms . i like to say that i was bourned to paint but i don't like to paint . i like the smel of pussy when i wake up . i like the smell of my dick when it smells like pussy in the morning . i like ALL the Ramones songs of all albuns with no exceptions but i like to say my favorites are " I don't care ( about this world about that girl )" and " I don't wanna be tammed , I don't wanna be learned " . i like the fact that i will never learn to speak correctly english , german and spanish .

i love , LOVE to make useless long lists of likes and dislikes , loves and hates , and hang on the wall of my studio as it was the most dogmatic truth on the Universe and believe that one day someone will add this on the Bible before Apocalypse .

EXISTENCE ( ALMOST ) MISSED - by Caio Fernandes

acrylic on canvas by Caio Fernandes 2010

hi !!

This is a book about Caio Fernandes painting production of the last 11 years .
it was published today !
THE PICTORIAL CONSEQUENCE
has 120 pages and you can see the first 16 HERE
or you can order a copy of this SITE

painting is the raw consequence of my life and dreams .

expelin buttons sweating all over

by Caio Fernandes 2010
 http://www.meinwelt-22.blogspot.com/