FEBRUARY 2009 UPDATE: My official multiply account at http://ayanamidreams.multiply.com
YES, PABLO BANILA HAS A CRUSH ON YOU HAHAHAHA!!! THAT'S WHY HE VIEWED YOUR HOMEPAGE CUTENUN

HEY DOES YOUR DAD REALLY SEE ME?
HEY WHAT AM I POINTING AT?
“YOUR LEFT NIPPLE.”
JESUS CHRIST I’M ALSO YOUR DAD’S IMAGINARY BOYFRIEND!!!!!

~Pablo Banila, “My Imaginary Girlfriends’ Imaginary Boyfriend (or How I am Such a Loser that My Imaginary Girlfriends are Also Losers Imagining Me, a Loser, as Their Boyfriend… Doesn’t that Make Everything Real?”

“Whenever a friend of mine is suffering from severe depression, I just show him my third nipple.” ~Pablo Banila

“Having balls is like being pregnant with twins: everybody wants to kick ‘em.” ~Pablo Banila

“Use a cliché like you f*cking invented it.” ~Pablo Banila, “I love you.”

“I was born caesarean motherf*ckers.” ~Pablo Banila, “You’re just like your father.”

“Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.”
~William Butler Yeats, “He wishes for the cloths of heaven”
~Pablo Banila, “Caution: Wet Floor”

I’ve been single my whole life, struggling to become the man worthy of a girl with a faith in a fantasy that lasts forever that I am now. That girl, she’s dead.

Amor e morte.

My paintings: PABLOBANILA.DEVIANTART.COM
My videos: YOUTUBE.COM/PABLOBANILA
My serious blog: PABLOBANILA.COM

Pablo Banila's Pisay OZ: The Magical Land of Pisay (Short Film)



“I don’t have nukes but I can grab your attention again and again and again and again b*tch.” ~Pablo Banila

“An artist should not seek security in a tidy mastery over the simplifications of deliberate poverty; she should, instead, have creative courage to face the danger of being overwhelmed by fecundity in the effort to resolve it into simplicity and economy.” ~Maya Deren

“To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.” ~Samuel Beckett

Maya Deren and Samuel Beckett never lived to see The Internet, nor had the prophetic intelligence to have imagined a society in pre-technological singularity.

The artist is dead.

And we need more mess.

Oh, and yeah, why can’t all lovers be like me?