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My love, it doesn’t matter that I was born: you become visible in the place where I disappear. René Char
10 Thursday Sep 2020
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My love, it doesn’t matter that I was born: you become visible in the place where I disappear. René Char
08 Tuesday Sep 2020
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05 Saturday Sep 2020
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We left the city behind
We climbed the frozen summit
Beyond the thicket we continued
Through rocks, mountains, moors, heaths, thorns and darkness.
There in this immensity I suffocated as I saw
How manifest you are in me
Even closer than the lashes of my eyes
Buried between two beats of my heart.
You are this arrow that they tried to pull out
and I kept it with all my strength despite the wound and bleeding.
I showed you the Milky Way in the sky
My soul there was flooded by you
Years passed but you still
You reborn
There will never be an ending
04 Friday Sep 2020
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I understand. I understand why most people regard their dreams as of little importance. They are too light for them, and most people identify the serious with what has weight. Tears are serious; one can collect them in a jar. But a dream, like a smile, is pure air. Dreams, like smiles, fade quickly. But what if they dissolve their face and smiles remain?
Susan Sontag, ′′ The Benefactor ′′ (1963)
03 Thursday Sep 2020
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The idea was to spend 4 min per object and create 3 series of 10 sculptures that tell a story with a continuous and spontaneous thread. It does not leave time for thinking, you have to create order within your own chaos as said Pierre Soulages: “ we are always being stalked by two things that are equally dangerous : order and disorder. Order can be sterile. Disorder productive. And vis versa. I like works which allow me to construct myself. And which construct me. Rilke said something I admire:”it submerges us. We organize it. But it falls to pieces. We organize it again and we ourselves fall to pieces”. “



3 shadows behind your phonograph
31 Monday Aug 2020
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27 Thursday Aug 2020
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One step ahead of the twilight, the transparency overflows .
26 Wednesday Aug 2020
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But what do you hope for, in the end? May the earth be reborn in spring? May the sea and rivers become fishy again? What more manna falls from heaven for idiots like you?
SAMUEL BECKETT, Game Finale
25 Tuesday Aug 2020
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“Do not allow yourself to be imprisoned by any affection. Keep your solitude. The day, if it ever comes, when you are given true affection, there will be no opposition between interior solitude and friendship, quite the reverse. It is even by this infallible sigh that you will recognize it. Loneliness is the crucible of love. It’s the proof that the groom, the friend, the mystic pass at different levels. It is not sterile folding, but realization of the constant novelty of desire: desire of the other, desire to open to the other that part of ourselves that escapes our own gaze, to this other one that is more intimate than ourselves. It is loyalty to the unique desire whose realization is only possible in the invincible hope that constitutes its strength and which, of begging, leads us to the invisible heart of the world.”
Simone Weil
25 Tuesday Aug 2020
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