Creation
What is my creation?
To create bridges spanning a river of metaphors and to interpret the movements of its bed in contact with the bathers who get wet in it
Methodology of the Fates addressed to the public : incentives to play, temptation of possibilities, how to intervene... everything tends to push to the staging of oneself
It is, when all that remains to my senses is the fleeting and deep trace like a gash, what I retain of a spectacle... or of a man: the preserved void.
The body is a stage, a set, a playground and each new sex, the latest toy to unleash passions.
Texts, aesthetics, thoughts on the walls, jokes, songs, scenes, behaviours ... the start is given
"I don't want to be reduced to that," she will say. "It only shows one side of me," he'll counter. "Pretending to be something other than an ass" I'll say.
Our seriousness, our torments, our pleasures and our laughable misfortunes will soon be there, served on a platter! The ticket office is open...
Attack at worst if you don't come back to yourself. I create projects for the sole purpose of disengaging myself from the ordinary alienation of my own stupidity. What about you?
A: Farewell | An excerpt from The Puritans will sum up what I would like to say today in other words to my team, if I could find the energy.
A handful of love for a handful of euros | I like to conceive relationships in the light of a consensual, fair and shared prostitution
Is it then inconceivable to desire to simply claim the lovable beauty of one's own purses, those simple balls that I cherish, my testicles?
