...please don't give us anymore of your visual art!
I'm stunned by the other reviews of this book. (The music is wonderful and I've given the CD a 5 star review).
But the art book? Really, you people should get out to some more exhibitions. The presentation of the book is beautiful but unfortunately much of it's content is very poor. Antony's scrappy collages are really banal. If you told me a teenager did this for a school project I'd be more sympathetic. There is little here to link with the subject matter of the songs and if you look at each piece individually, and forget who created them, you will appreciate just how thin and prosaic they are.
Hung in a gallery most of these pieces would not hold my attention. The best moments are the photography; the dancer who appears in his stage shows in close up reveals the painted body that you can't appreciate fully when on the stage. There is also the cover of the single Epilepsy Is Dancing
which looks great on a full page of the book - this is where I start to find some interest, with the pencilled crystal-like doodles overlaying the head. There is a similar photo of Antony with shadows across his face.
This book just seems a massive self indulgence. I think it would be much better to commission an artist or artists who have more orginality and skill. Scrappy collages and scrawled writing are exceptionally dull - and without the celebrity name would quite rightly be ignored.