Metaphorically speaking, the artist Banks Violette is hunkered down in the parental basement done up like a dungeon. The door is locked, and he refuses to come out. Faithful to a youthful romanticism that makes a cult of destructive musicians, violence, satanic imagery, and monks' robes, the 34-year-old artist has not outgrown the Death Metal thing that has made him a sort of art anti-hero. In a colloquy... More >>>