There is no dignified personality that does not accept and love reality in its pure animality. Neither thinker, nor artist, nor anyone else is to be considered if he creates his life production in the bed of false concepts.

Let's just say that these are my ways of seeing and approaching things. That doesn't mean I always share them, but they are there and it would be foolish to deny them. The interest of thinking is also not to constantly agree with oneself. This is even, I believe, what interests me in art and life: the real; what is and not what we want it to be; therefore not necessarily realism or reality, which seems to me to lean more towards the perception of phenomena than the simple observation of their existence.

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The right order of things | Visual concept of a dog head shaped thinking material | Visual © David Noir

Talking to keep quiet

To remain silent would be a decent way of stifling thought, which will always be the painful expression of an order given to oneself by one's own mental bourgeoisie.

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Exhibition

To decry sexual exhibition is to deny the reality of coitus, the most banal of our realities, in favour of an illusion of self, the mother of all violence.

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Transcribing Thinking in Three Dimensions

X, Y, Z

While looking for the solution, I'm suffocating in the Web and the 2-dimensional page. I hope for a third one for a non-linear narrative art.

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Ultra-violent art

Artists at fault, artists too weak, unable to save this world from a predatory terror... Artistic ultra-violence, where are you hiding?

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joutunu

One morning, or rather one night, a new blog was born in my little family of sites, a messed-up blog, designed to collect spelling mistakes with a ladle.

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