Fencing Diary J-41
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?
The glory of the living
Jam looking for a form containing forms; forms with very little form... forms in which writing would become a free act despite the inescapable constraint of submitting to the desire to express, to explore who we are.
In short, the best we can hope for in the face of morbidity in behaviour and life choices.
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?
For me, the most beautiful collaboration is done without words, just through execution. Execution, a magic word when it is not fearsome...
Conceited euphoria, foolish carelessness or the will to harm lead to the same result: the endangerment of a fragile tension like the tenuous thread of life.
A small promotional slogan in favour of pornography that everyone is carrying and that I think is simply good to put forward.
The demand makes his whole life a solitary crusade, but at the same time gives him spaces and times scattered with sublime joys.
When the control room consoles us | I'm simply testifying to those moments when we find refuge in the technical department when the tensions are too great elsewhere.
I only create the sadistic setting of a sort of 'for Hate' party, so that I can play, sing and dance quietly in my corner.
Opening of the Journal of the Creation of Attraction Fates at the Generator | "I have never loved anything about an individual other than their potential to perform."
For the past twenty years I have been tracing my creative paths, which I now follow, knowing that they border on the abyss.
Profusion of plastic installations and scenic events for a synthetic mythology. Weaving on rough canvas so as not to stop creating.