The Boy Basquiat
This is what I remember most of the film Basquiat (apart from David Bowie donning a white wig as he played Andy Warhol) –
A boy, behind bars. Holding on to the bars. Wearing a crown. Hitting his crown against the bars. Of course the crown could not be hurt. What seems painful is the weight of the crown, coupled with the force of it hitting the bars, the double impact of those on the boy’s head.
Led me to searching for his paintings with crowns. I found more than crowns.
I found a trumpet player wearing a crown while playing.
[Trumpet by Jean-Michel Basquiat, 1984; acrylic, crayon on canvas]
And horn players.
[Horn Players by Jean-Michel Basquiat, 1983; acrylic, crayon on canvas]
And even a vinyl record.
[Now’s The Time by Jean-Michel Basquiat, 1985; pencil on wood]
A crown of blank ink. That’s the one I like best.
[Crown by Jean-Michel Basquiat, 1983; acrylic, ink on paper]
That scene of the boy hitting his crown against the bars was supposed to be either his hallucination or dream. My memory of it’s quite rusty. But a voice over was saying something nice while the scene was unfolding. I can’t remember the words anymore either.
I hope to see the film again.