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Museums are places to destroy art

November 12, 2011 1 comment

L’art pour l’art is not for me. I use art to embark on exciting expeditions from everyday life and back into the jungle that is everyday life. I’m not an admirer. I’m a beast that wants to feast. I want my mind to be entertained. If you give me a black rectangle in a white field that entertains me more than the damned Mona Lisa, which I saw so often that her smile bores me to death.

Any kindergarten exhibition interests me more than a well curated Leonardo show. I won’t stand in line for that. I won’t stand in line in Disneyland and its well crafted attractions. Museums are places to destroy art.

Handcraft is boring.
Beauty is boring.
Admiration is boring.
Consensus is boring.

Anything that helps us explore this moment here together is exciting.
Anything that tears down the old walls of perception is exciting.
Any fresh experience is exciting – wherever it happens.
Anything that disappoints an assumption is exciting.

Whether that can be called art or not: it doesn’t matter to me.

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In how far does it matter whether photography is art or not?

July 27, 2011 Leave a comment

In how far does it matter whether photography is art or not? It is meaningful. It can determine the way I see the world. It can be a fresh perspective on life.

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Good hand and evil hand

June 4, 2011 Leave a comment

Looking at “Give Me Your Hand by Michelle “Shell” Rummel I remember how as a child I was taught to give the “good” hand as a greeting. I was a slow learner and ever so often stretched out my left – to the embarrassment of my parents.

Hey, give the good hand!” And their embarrassment became my embarrassment and so I started to hit the “evil” hand with the “good” one. And it took me decades to see that it is the dark side where the flowers grow. The unprotected side, that isn’t always “right”.

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How does time translate into space?

June 1, 2011 2 comments

Looking at an iPad drawing by Alison Jardine:

  • How does time translate into space?
  • Does this translation help us to better understand what time is?
  • Is time always history?
  • How does any special moment we remember relate to time? And what does this relation look like if it’s translated into space?
  • How do these questions relate to our potential as humans?
In my dreams time often appears as a ride on a train. Often I miss the train, or I am on the wrong train, or I am on one train and my love is on another, or I am in a huge station and there are many trains and I have to pick the right one.
Sometimes I don’t stand on the departure platform, but I come from behind, walking on the tracks towards all these trains. Clearly not doing the right thing, clearly being unorthodox, clearly being in danger. All alone on a field of danger.
And ONE of those trains might just be the RIGHT time slot for me.
And sometimes, looking back: where was that spot where I could have moved into a different direction? SHOULD have moved into a different direction? But I never look back that way in dreams – must be a thing of the waking mind.
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Where sins are forgiven it’s all about sin

May 28, 2011 Leave a comment

Looking at Sheila Bessette’s photo “Where sins are forgiven“: Where sins are forgiven it’s all about sin, sin, sin.

The logic of life is one valued.

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To speak is to divide

May 28, 2011 Leave a comment

Looking at “Trying to Speak” by Miriam Climenhaga. To speak is to divide, to be separated from what you want to express – because to do that, you have to have a clear notion “in front of you”. If you “are” something very much – it is very difficult to speak about it.

Reminds me of my drea, “The guru in the corridor” where I can’t speak because my mouth is full.

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Everything points to the golden core

May 28, 2011 Leave a comment

Looking at Patti Agapi’s work “Front Facing”: Bringing together concepts that seemingly don’t belong together creates a deep connection. I believe that deep in their center all things are connected, everything points to the golden core.

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