The Prison Escape Artist: A Retrospective

Come on, Elizabeth. They combine dance people, video elements, and.

whose medium is carceral. These are non traditional artists, Elizabeth. Who'se medium this one is, it's a defiant act. They work in escape. Today we consider the prison escape artist. Oh, this is Ridiculous Crime a podcast about absurd and outrageous capers, heists, and cons. It's always ninety nine percent murder free and ridiculous.

nineteenth century book title. So, now do you know the former street artist turned Galerust cause A W S all caps not familiar. You likely seen his work. He has what art critics call a signature motif. What's his motif? Great question? Elizabeth crossed out eyes. The eyes are xes. You see a big circle headed creature, eyes like crossed out eyeballs, and so his eyes are just singular excess.

without really making you feel that emotion. The work's very vacant, and its seems to suggest a low level depression running through society, so pervasive that deserves as a neutral sign of the arts nowness, rather than reading as a personal feeling expressed by the artist, So basically there is no there there as Yeah, exactly as Dorothy Parker would say, that personal feeling expressed by the artists. That's what we're

after today, Elizabeth, that undeniable motion, that irresistible freedom. In this case, it is freedom itself, extant, big capital letters. How is freedom represented? How is it expressed? How is it felt by the intended audience? Elizabeth? I got a question for you. Do you have a favorite prison escape movie?

or may not have murdered his wife. By the end, we know he didn't, but still, okay, sorry I ruined that one anyway. But Migrate is the great escape. That's my favorite. Great It has everything. Elizabeth has Steve McQueen defeating smug Nazis. There's motorcycle jumps, machine guns. There was the Daring Tunnel escape. Of course, there's the French.

they've been, you know, waiting for him. They'd prepared was a motorcycle like and the motorcycle was a fixed to two rails like this own little personal railroad track totally right.

because that's when he went into the prison. Anyway, to hide their work, they had bought land and near the prison. Then they constructed like an anomaloust looking cinder block building. It was supposed to be ostensibly a budega to come. Then they use that to hide their work, which is like you know, earth movers and all sorts of stuff.

The subterranean tunnel that they dug, it stretched more than a mile long, and then it gets under the tunnel right to where his little you know, shower stall is like, nailed it right now. Of course, when Choppo finds his waiting motorcycle, he revs it up. Of course, races off down that it's all lit up the tunnel. He gets to know, so he's like, it's a mile long ride, like it's like an amusement park ride for one right and boom he gets to the end. His waiting men

are like, hey, el Choppo. And now he was recaptured eventually. You know, we know about that because his you know, his wife was just released from prison. But he's still in an American prison. Very little chance you will ever escape. The maximum super max prisons are a little bit different than like say.

a door. Right, So yeah's like chapar laparta. Right. So chappar also means to shut in or to lock up, so as in to lock up a criminal, like chap dela cuente. Right, So his nickname also means the locked up one.

he hits the bricks. He ran away from the group home that he'd been housed after his father's incarceration, this newly minted street urchin or he goes in runn oft. Yeah, seven years old, right, but he doesn't have like the car and the little bricks under his feet. He's just on the streets now, Houdini hines. He gets into the family business, small time theft. He wasn't much better at it than his old man, and he gets caught stealing once when he was five well, no, sorry seven anyway.

Jane's addiction lyrics socide Elizabeth Houdini hines. He gets locked up just like dear old dad right now, but he didn't like life on the inside. Now, so once again, what's he do? He are u n nft this time from prison he breaks out or you know, from like a group youth Home and anyway, it's like an institution for wayward use. Right, So what's next for old Houdini Hines. Well, he's British and there's a world war going on, oh,

the second of his kind. He was born in nineteen seventeen, so at this point we're in the late thirties, are thirty nine forty, so the second war of this kind, World war. Since he's a fighting age that they're like, oh, we don't care if you've been in the stir you're near now in the army. Yeah, so he's off to the war. But just like prison, this doesn't work for old Houdini Hines. I mean one, he doesn't like uniforms. Two,

he doesn't like being told what to do. He doesn't like being told where to eat, when to go to sleep. So this ruled out prison, ruled out the British Army. He's like, I got a bounce, right, So he's now at this point, what's he going to do, But he's in the Army's decide it's not going to work for him. Well you know the answer, he are U n n oft. He deserves the British Army. Now still rather young man with much life in front of him. Old Houdini hindes he needs to find a place for himself amidst the

flow of life. Naturally, he gravitated back to the family business, petty crime, and he gets rested again. Let's take a break, and after this I'll tell you about how he launched his career as a prison escape artist. All right, Elizabeth.

made no sense to me anyway. He insisted he was innocent, and not only that, he wasn't even there, Like, I don't even know. I don't even know those dudes my parents, Yes, exactly, I don't know how I could have been in these anyway, he promises. After, you know, denying he had anything to do with those chaps doesn't matter to the bobbies. They're like, yes, so you're going anyway back to prison? So whodini Hines is arrested, tried, convicted, done deal. Since twelve years in prison.

While he's on the inside, he's confronted with a totality of himself and he's like, oh, alone with nothing but himself his time, he digs into what he knows, he pushes past and finds something a new Elizabeth. He finds his true artistic medium, prison escape, a way to express himself in his moment in the world and in his work, Elizabeth, we who appreciate this medium, we find a quote wonderful all over tactility, you know, Elizabeth, exactly, an undeniable jush. No, Elizabeth,

there's an approachable immediacy to prison escape. You know. Yeah, the work. It both speaks to the essential and it heightens one's awareness of the poll of both time and tradition, as it equally valorizes that which we all hold sacred.

stone cold, seemingly waiting for you to look away. Now Elizabeth nineteen fifty five rolls around. Finally someone looks away from this gargoyle, and Houdini Hines. He entered the art world with escape, and we'll call his first work the Key Be with Me. Okay with Me? Now that's my informal name for this work. That's not what he named it. But anyway, Whodini Hines was in Nottingham Prison, home of the Robin Hood at the time, and he was doing time twelve years. As I said right now, he had

a stroke of genius. He's like, oh, I can become the key to my freedom. He began to focus his keen powers of observation on what mattered most, the key ring on the jailer's hip. Yeah, in particular, he studied the master key he knew promised him freedom. He studied it, and he studied it, he memorized it. Then he went to work in the prison shop and he copied the key from memory. What and he cut a new key

from memory from memory. When he tested the fake key, he also had two other guys help him, so they were constantly kind of like judge each other's notes. Right, So he tested his fake key. He found his memory impeccable. The key worked perfectly. He walked right out of the prison gates, climbed up over a twenty foot prison stone wall. Freedo himself. He ran off to Ireland to keep his new found freedom. He found work in construction as a

decorator and builder, got talented man, great eye. But it was a short lived taste of life outside, Elizabeth, because the detectives from Scotland Yard, the old flying squad boys, they caught up to him. Now Hodini Hines, he's captured nineteen fifty six, roughly eight months after his prison escape, Elizabeth Boom, freedom taken away, and by nineteen fifty seven, two years later, he's back in court in London working

on his next great work. It was an impromptu piece, but yet again it spoke to his developing genius as a prison escape artist. Now where do you think he took his art for him? Elizabeth? You'll find this that this created maison scene and Houdini Hines's work. It is, if you will and pardon the expression, key to his work. Now, his prison escapes, they are highly imaginative, sure, but they are also highly idiosyncratic.

Take you to court exactly Whodini Hines demanded his day in court. He gets it. He claimed that the prison commissioners had illegally arrested Remember he said he was never in that furniture store. I don't even know those chests, right, No, So the lawsuit was just a ruse. It was a pure spoke screen. Now. It was a timeless illusion, meant to throw sand into the gearbox of mind, this bureaucracy, Elizabeth.

It was. It was a gesture, you know, it was meant to help him get free again with just one life, affirming sparring with fate. Now Houdini Hines is in Courton, London with his lawsuit. He asked to use the little boy's room. Okay, Now, he was like me, you know, in the minister before record. Yeah, he's like pop skin out if I chop into the little boy's room. Now, I don't know how he said it. Anyway, two guards

they escorted him. Now, once he's in the loo, if you prefer, the guards took off his handcuffs so he could handle himself. And that's when Houdini Hines sprung his trap. Now he shoved both of the guards into the toilet stall. Then he slapped a padlock down that he had secreted on his person, locked the padlock. There had been two islets placed by his confederates on the door so they would match with the lock. Then he casually walked out of the court building, rejoined the flow of Londoners on

Fleet Street, and bone voila. Wow, he was free. Yes, he was a living reminder of the meeting of escape. Elizabeth Houdini Hines embodied the human desire to shake off the yoke of society and return to a Russoian state in accord with nature. He could once again feel the wind, is what I'm saying, So once.

express themselves in their chosen medium. Ah Calira now smash cut Chelmsford Prison. Houdini Hine was back behind bars. He'd cast about for inspiration and then he found it. He decided for his next great work he would do a one man retrospective, a look back at his first great work. So, Elizabeth, remember the first great work he was predicated on.

calming order of status quo, so it reifies society. Elizabeth, anyway, who do you need Hyde, he repeated himself. You did, brother did so a greater success. This time he is able to once again copy a jailer's key, and he walks out of prison. He returns again to Ireland. He's like, I gotta get out of angles.

he'd overlooked a key detail in his previous work. What was it that he looked over, Elizabeth.

have that covered. Anyway, He gets undone, not by bureaucracy, but rather by its absence, specifically the absence of paperwork. Elizabeth, Anyway, modern moment. Indeed, now in this details of Whodini hines work, we discover the vitality of life, but also the unceasing ironic humor of an unfeeling universe. You know what I mean? Anyway, In nineteen ninety six, Elizabeth, he finally did the expected. Yeah, he got a prison book deal.

Vertous Lusi State Prison. Okay, okay, it's a charming spot, not at all really, but anyway, it's in alberts Lund and that is, if you aren't up on the latest in Copenhagen real estate. That's a suburb west of Copenhagen. Okay, yes, anyway. At the time, Brian bo Larsen, he was forty years old and he wanted to get free, Elizabeth.

pop up, get me some bedding the department store. Yeah, no, I actually have it from I got his words and he said, and that quote, and then I weave twenty eight meters of rope out of it. So he gets some stuff betting and he's like, I'm on it. Huh makes himself some rope.

the prison during wintertime. So Brian bow Larson, he sees this as a hint of freedom, punishment turned into liberation and yet another tool to express himself Elizabeth. So once his bed sheep rope was done, he braided a second. Then he ready two rope ladders up and down. Quote. I throw the rope out of window at seven o'clock in the evening, when it is dark. Down on the ground floor where I have the cell, I saw the beam, and at three in the morning, I go out, the

beam being the spotlight of the prison. Yeah yeah, right, So he's outside now, but he's still not yet free because he's still in the prison grounds. He still has to climb off the roof that he is now on. He nearly falls because it's like winter time Slipper. He secures himself in his one true possession, his life, Elizabeth, and now his prison escape. I tied the rope but could see that it was very secure, but I chose to take the chance. Luckily, I managed to crawl over

halfway down. He made it half way and then fate played a hand Elizabeth. Because he is an artwork, it is occurring with both the artists and the medium in the moment. It is a performance dance, if you will, a prison escape artist who is a performance.

he's like, I need to lie down a while. But he's like, oh, I can't lie down here right outside the prison, and so he bounces for the bush is gone. His latest artistic expression was rousing, if painful success. His choice of tools worked brilliantly well, if only momentarily. One prison escape artist critic. We will call him the head of security of the Copenhagen West Regional Police, Kim Svinsingen.

He said, we received notification on Saturday morning at eight twenty, but we do not know when he was last seen. I mean, it's not the best art criticism, but that's what they said. Anyway, Brian bo Larson was indeed free dazzling success. Now, in many ways, in a rather philosophical mood, one might say one might be amused how Larsion's latest work was both a wink and a nod to the

power of the flexible rope to overcome the unbending iron bar. Right, Okay, In many ways, you might say that Larson's work is both satirical and imbued with a sense of the immediate and the timeless.

as late as work. He orchestrated a triumphant act. He asked a buddy on the outside act against the walls that divided them. Yes, so his buddy went and fired up. But you guessed it a bulldozer, and he drove it down to the prison. And then what did he do, Elizabeth? He smashed the bulldozer right into the prison divided them, transforming it via his introduction of an aspirational nothingness, leaving

behind a great hole in the wall. Now, with one great bum's rush, Brian bow Larson and his eleven disciples, his acolytes of freedom, they fled prison. Elizabeth, you can witness this work for yourself on YouTube. It has been preserved because there was someone on the outside recording it on video for posterity. What this document of freedom achieved. Clearly they knew it was going to happen. With a rough and barbaric yop, the newly freed shouted their brief manifesto,

celebrating the thrill of their will to life. Their shared manifesto was just one word Elizabeth, Yes, now, Yoko ono. She would be pleased with the urgency of this and the fact that they had quoted from her. Now. Some have criticized this work for the risks and the shock of it all. But for me, Elizabeth, I'd argue that as a prison escape artist, Brian bow Larson owes us no sense of responsibility. He isn't and purely a devote

of freedom. Now, Additionally, I would say the hyperrealism of this work, The Bulldozer, it does obscure some of the macro contemplation that arises from the questions considered. We lose sight of some of his commentary on life. It gets obfuscated by the unequivocally graphic. You know, the prisoner is rushing out of a dark hole. It's scarce and you cannot contemplate the truth before you. Now, it's like kind of like Maplethorpe's pissed crist of his Ubra, or it's

his version of Madonna's book Sexy. It overcomes the message. Now, this is a danger of being such a prolific Artistly the Houdini Hines, he was more of a Beethoven to Larsen's Mozart. He like Houdini Hines, he only gave us a few great symphonies of freedom, while Brian brow Larssen he was prolific as that wicked, humored child Elizabeth. He gave us twenty two successful prison escapes twenty two. Now we won't cover them all, not all twenty two, but I do want to highlight a couple more of his

greatest works. So let's take a little break, refresh, and I'll be back with more of Brian bo Larsen. Okay, Elizabeth art lover, We're back ready. Yes, I think that we've been discussing, you know, Houdini Hines, Brian bo Larsen, But I think to you know, kind of synthesize this conversation. We should also remind ourselves that to understand any artists, we must look to their home life, their beginnings, because that is where the artist is created in ways that

even they don't understand. Now, what was it that first drove Brian bow Larsen to long for escape? His father, Elizabeth, a rough, brutish man violent to him and his mother in some ways. You would say that his father formed and shaped the prison escape artist as a young man. That makes sense, right as Larson had himself he has noted, and it came with a cost to become the prison escape artist that he is. Quote. Of course, I've missed out on a lot of things in this life, with

all the years I've been in prison. But crying over spilt milk doesn't help. Now that said, Larson has confided that even if he could have lived the other life, it could well have happened. He knows that he could have gone the straight and narrow path. Sure with thenology he has today he says he still would choose his life as a prison escape artist. Really, he's true to the game. Despite all the risks, the times he nearly died,

he would do it all again. This is the brave commitment that we require of a great artist, even the prison escape artist Elizabeth Now. In October two thousand and four, Larson had perhaps his closest run in with death and his own demise. Yes, I called this next piece the garden Hose. It involves a whole mess of manure. Larson was working in the prison yard. He was raking and shoveling up leaves into a wheelbarrow. He'd already planned his move, of course, and then the universe it winked at him

this moment, His moment had arrived. So what do I mean by that? Well, Brian bowl Larson's about to get free. He's about a bus right back out. So at this point he's locked up in prison. But as he says, he has a job. Like many prisoners, his job was yardwork. So he's doing the leaves. But and I say leaves, I don't mean just raking leaves. He's got grass, sod. He's cutting up rolls of earth. Real prison yard.

weight and he waited for the truck to come. They're supposed to pick up all this earth he set aside and lift the container and dump it into the back of the truck and then drive out of the prison and believe it to Brian Bolarsten to explain his work the garden hose. It all began with a prison sheet. Once again, this was a europe so it was a prison duvet cover. Quote. One day, I took a duvet cover. I had made a proper pile of soil and had two wheelbarrows of I crawled into the duvet cover and

then I had my friend cover me with earth. This was risky because, as I said, Elizabeth, it's dangerous. The soil can crush you, shifts, it moves so as Larson noted, that kind of soil is heavy and you can't move it to the sides because of the container. So you're completely strapped down there. It was very difficult to breathe. You had to pull it really deep for you to feel like you were getting fresh air. I lay down there for twenty minutes. So twenty minutes, he's barely breathing

through this garden hose. As I said, garden hose. So at one end, it's about forty centimeters long, so you can picture it right now. He was sucking clean air to that garden hose. But he can easily get blocked or clogged. You know what happens. Then you can't like just push up through the earth anyway. He's dancing there on the rim of life, buried in earth, already a premature grave, and he hears the joyous sound of freedom approaching. Then the truck came out. He gave an adrenaline rush.

When you can feel that forklift grab you, and then you're on your way out of the gate. Oh so he's out, Elizabeth. He's free once again in his work, free as you and me, only he's more free. He's way more free than we are. He burrows out of his hiding place. He spotted though by the truck driver who's still behind the wheel. The guy was like taking a break or something. He's like, oh, oh, my timing's wrong.

Huh so, Brian bow Larson, He doesn't hurt the truck driver, right said, He just runs away because he's not that kind of guy. Of course, he gets caught arrested a few months later, and he was not returned to the same prison. Instead, he was transferred to a place called

Odense Arrest. Now he was not there long. You don't need to memorize this, but anyway, by this point he is a mid career prison escape artist and now he's working with the power and the confidence of one two thousand and five, one year after his previous escape, Larsen again longed for a deep, clean breath of fresh air,

so he started to plot and plan. At first, I sat in another cell, and then I persuaded a guard to move me to the last cell because there's a toilet in the last cell, but it is not as long as the cell one and a half half meters of the cell is not actually the other outer wall. Then I hung up a flag with tupac. Wait, so what it is is he says he wanted to be on a cell right. That is uh, He's like, I

want a longer cell, right. So the cell that he was in, he's like, I want to be on the very last cell on this row of cell blocks because there's a toilet there. And the guard's like okay, and he's like, yeah, now this cell it's not it's shorter because of the toilet, but that doesn't matter to him. So he has close he's closer access to the outer wall because the toilet has pipes running down the building, right, So then he hung up a flag with a Tupac

as you do. Yeah right, I'm just I'm just laying out the facts. So, Elizabeth, I understand you may be wondering why a poster of Tupacy a poster. Well, it was a screen, Elizabeth, it was a mask. It was meant to distract with the provocation, much like Tupac's own use of his hyper masculinity to obscure his well developed feminine side. Right anyway, Brian bo Larson, he hung up his poster of Tupac, his screen, if you will, his mask on his prison wall, and he got to work.

I put a little gizmo behind it so I could check if the guards or were checking the wall behind the flag. So that's what he wanted to do, was a test of the system, much like Tupac himself.

as I pointed out, the bonds of community. But his escape was also his fellow prisoner's escape too, Elizabeth sure, whether symbolically or truthfully.

of freedom was reiterated once again by its absence. Huh okay. The prison escape artists as an artist, Elizabeth, what do you like about their chosen medium?

Brian bow Larsen has yet to run. He's mostly just laying low. And at the moment you are with him. You are the sex worker that Brian bul Larsen hired to accompany him on his sojourn of freedom and mayhem. He seemed like a fun guy. You thought he wasn't like your typical John's now alone with him in his car, Brian bow Larsen seems to be driving around rather aimlessly, just out to enjoy his freedom. Oh and he's also let you know that the car is stolen, so you're

in a hot car. Okay, so there's one other thing. He's also high as hell on hallucinages. He told you that you're not sure which ones. He didn't quite He wasn't exactly, but from what you were guessing, is probably magic mushrooms. It doesn't seem to be affecting his driving too much anybody. He is speeding though, As you stare up at the stars kind of blurring past you in the darkness above, you can hear the tires whirring against

the road. That road hum familiar, friendly, steady, solid. It mixes with the soundtrack of music that Brian bow Larsen likes and is bumping in the stolen car. He turns up the classic Tupac he's listening to. Brian bow Larson laughs to himself as the cool night air rushes through your wig and chills your cheeks a bit. Then you hear it the wheels squeal. He misses a turn, The car slides off the road, catches some air, and slams back down to earth, crashing against the tree and some bushes.

The radiator whistle and winds. The engine runs choppy and uneven. It finally cuts off. You shake off the cobwebs in your mind and you find you're surprisingly fine, no broken bones, no major injuries. Then you hear it. A car door opens, You turn and you watch a Brian bow Larsen does what he does best. He r U N n oft right out of there, but he doesn't get far because he's accosted. He swings at his attack. He ducks a blow and then another, but he's caught by his second attacker.

The weird thing is that you don't see anyone else. It just looked like Ed Norton in the fight club and beating himself up in a parking lot. Brian bow Larson is clearly fighting amaginary people. The funniest part is that he's losing. He keeps getting knocked down by the imaginary people. Then he scrambled back up to his feet, only to be knocked down again by his drug hallucination. You want to laugh, but you're really not in the

mood because everything's just too strange. Finally, Brian bow Larsen rakes fore of his imagined attackers and he tears off, disappearing into the night. You gather up your stuff. You phone a friend asked them to come gather you up, and now you say you'll be the one waiting in the car parked against a tree. After a little while, you see headlights approach. You're like, oh, thank god. You smile at your rescuer, but then your smile it falls fast because you see that it's not your friend, but

rather it's the police. They question you. They find that your story is rather impossible to believe Elizabeth at first, but then they believe you after you tell them the story three or four times. You even act out part of the fight with the imaginary people. The police they release dogs into the darkness, certain that Larson can't be too far away if he's just run off with a head full of drugs, and they're right. The dogs quickly locate a man walking in the dark of night, and

here he's wearing a brown wig. You hear over the police radio, which is about as convincing as I don't know an afro on Gwyneth Paltrow. Anyway, doesn't take long for the Danish cops to confirm this is indeed their escape convict. You hear on the radio back inside, Brian. Yeah, Meanwhile, this has been one of the most entertaining nights you've had lately, I hope now, as best as I can tell, Elizabeth, Brian bow Larson is currently detained as a prisoner in

Odense Arrest Prison. He had the remainder of his prison sentence to do the original seven years, plus there were all the new charges from his various times on the lamb to consider, like this time with you and the Stolen Car. As a final statement on his work, Elizabeth, being that he is one of the most prolific escape artists of all time, it's important that we contextualize, I think, Brian bow Larsen, don't you. Yeah, let's describe his impact

as influence as a prison escape artist. I mean, yes, sure, we could waste our time with statements of the profundity of his work, you know, but we could also sit here and attempt to justify the significance of what his work says. But what also what it urges us with is, as you would say, insist siren pop song.

they teach us there? In great question, Elizabeth, They teach us that, just like the whispers in the wind from the legacy of the Right Brothers, you are as free as you choose to be, but also you must be willing to pay the price for that freedom. Freedom is not essentially no, you pay a hefty for the Wright Brothers. That meant crashing, possibly dying for him. He means slipping off a roof and having his rope a ladder brick. Now,

nothing can hold you back, is my point. So no prison walls formed against you can prosper, Elizabeth, not against the full force of the focused human mind and the will to overcome adversity. That's what the prison escape artist reminds us. They reify our sense of freedom. Now, anyway, prison escape artists work. They do work in a medium

that's not typically celebrated. I understand that they're not typically written about it and celebrated, warn't sure whatever, But at one time, Elizabeth, the same could be said of street art. You know that, before Basquiat and Keith Herring, nobody would say, let's take street art seriously, That's all I'm saying. So, of course, yes you can't buy a prison escape I

mean you kind of, he kind of can't. But you know what I'm saying, The art market will continue to ignore them, to their great loss, which is also what makes them so special. They are there for us, the people to celebrate, unable to be touched and ruined by the market. And it's money, Elizabe, and that's what makes them the sort of thing we celebrate here on ridiculous crime. So what's a ridiculous takeaway.

really not long enough. I'll just drop and then I'm gonna hurt myself and I'm gonna go hide in the woods and then they'll find me in two days.

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