Yeah, absolutely. It sounds to me, Mr. James Munsch, that you’re referring to what’s known as the droste effect or mise en abyme. Both of those are ways to describe what is essentially optical feedback. You know when you stand between two mirrors and you’re just like, “Oh my fuck.” That’s what that is.
You might remember the album cover to Pink Floyd’s epic album Ummagumma from 1969. On it, the band plays deliciously with this effect by repositioning themselves in subsequent photographs on the front of the LP. It looks CRAZY.
As I was reading your inquiry, I was also naturally thinking about matryoshka dolls from Russia. Everybody knows about these - they’re the big doll with a littler doll inside of it, with an even littler doll inside of that, etc. Pretty neat stuff if you ask me!
One tough thing about this work you’re proposing though is the sheer volume of dicks that it would take to facilitate a successful execution. Surely, you could probably find a dozen or so dicks in the alleyways around your town on a Saturday night if you really looked hard, but even just one bag of dicks itself has to have several dozen dicks inside of it. It could take you years to collect all the dicks that you’d need for this piece!
But these days, when an artist or a filmmaker wants to produce something epic but just honestly doesn’t have the resources to do so, they turn to crowd-sourcing. The two most popular sites are obviously Kickstarter and Indiegogo, but I have a feeling that if you sent in your proposal to either of them, they’d turn it down because it’s just too far out. Still, with a small investment on your part, you could buy dick-starter.com from @momopeche and begin to crowd-source your own vast collection of wangs of all ilk. I literally can’t imagine how your dick campaign could be unsuccessful, and since you’re inventing the way the website works, you can set up “flex dick funding” options for yourself so that even if you don’t reach your goal of, say, 10,000 dicks, you still get to keep all of the dicks that people pledge.
Make sure to really think about the rewards that you’ll be offering though, Munsch; if a man sends you his private penis, you owe him big.
Once you have all your dicks, get a bunch of bags. It’s always seemed to me like the “classic” bag of dicks is a burlap sack. Burlap has a tactile quality that you just can’t get out of canvas totes or plastic bags from the grocery store. Also, with burlap, you can cut it to size.
Start with a really tiny little coin purse-sized one, and maybe put the littlest penises that you got in that one. Next, just kind of move your way up the ladder putting the smaller bags into bigger bags and then rounding each bag out with another suite of lap hogs. Before you know it, you’ll have a final bag of dicks the size of a Koons flower puppy that has scores of bags of dicks inside of it! JK - don’t make it that big, it won’t work for this performance.
Invite a friend with a video camera over and put together a film set that looks like a little tea room. You’re going to be creating a tribute to Matthew Barney’s Drawing Restraint 9, but instead of starring in the film with Björk, you’ll be starring with the Bjäg of Dicks. Most of that movie is completely unwatchable and just doesn’t make any sense, so you should really only focus on the super gross part towards the end where they meet in the tea room and eat each other. Put the camera on a tripod and then sit down on the floor with the giant Bjäg of Dicks. Tell your friend to hit record on the camera, and then it’s his/her job to start dumping tons of water into the set so that it starts to flood.
As the set is flooding, cut open the Bjäg of Dicks and just go to town feasting on the pee pees. At some point, roll one of the penises up so that it kind of looks like a sushi roll (they do this in the Barney movie and I literally puked a hundred times when I saw it). Cut off some of your own skin and feed it to the Bjäg of Dicks so that it’s like about reciprocity or symbiosis or a circle of life. When the room is almost totally flooded and you’re about to die, grab what’s left of the Bjäg of Dicks lovingly and swim away out of frame.
Shop the film around to the regular festival circuit and see if anybody will put it on their line-up for 2014. If I know anything about filmmakers, it’s that they really love shit like this and they’ll put you on as a headliner and you’ll get a standing ovation and Paul Thomas Anderson will be like, “Oh. My. God.” Then you’ll meet Harmony Korine and Lars von Trier and probably Sofia Coppola and then you won’t even have to work anymore because you get paid in the film industry for knowing those people somehow. It is awesome and that’s the secret reason that everyone in New York is so jealous of Los Angeles. Congratulations; you’ve made it.
Call the piece Pee Ceremony.