Parque de la Poste © David Noir
Fencing Diary J-43
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.
David Noir's "Les Parques d'attraction" at the Generator | Quand tu jouis | Photo © David Noir
Fencing Diary J-44
A small promotional slogan in favour of pornography that everyone is carrying and that I think is simply good to put forward.
My sting ray or my stingray, depending on the requirements of the moment © David Noir
Journal des Parques J-45
The demand makes his whole life a solitary crusade, but at the same time gives him spaces and times scattered with sublime joys.
The control room | Guillaume Junot on video and sound, Jérôme Allart on lights with Valérie Brancq and David Noir | "The Fleece sleeps" at the Generator | Photo © Karine Lhémon
Fencing Diary J-46
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.
"The Fleece sleeps" at the Generator | David Noir wanked by Valérie Brancq | Photo © Karine Lhémon
Fencing Diary J-47
The happy exhibition of the penis, flaccid or rigid, as a condition for the free expression of a simple and fulfilled masculinity.
Valérie Brancq masked | Photo © David Noir
Fencing Diary J-48
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.
Cartouche 01 © David Noir
Fencing Diary J-49
Added to the decor, simple signs and cartouches bearing sentences, slogans and illustrations of my own.
Performance design | David Noir | "Altérés Go !" at the Générateur | Photo © Karine Lhémon
Fencing Diary J-50
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."
Preparations for the Fates | David Noir | "La Toison dort" at the Generator | Photo © Karine Lhémon
The Parks | Preparations
For the past twenty years I have been tracing my creative paths, which I now follow, knowing that they border on the abyss.
