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.
Performance
What is "getting hard on the side" in art if not "getting hard on the side"? But not in a sinister, neurotic way. No, it's about having a happy hard-on for yourself. But not in a sinister, neurotic way. No, on the contrary. It's about having a joyful hard-on for oneself, getting excited by one's own excitement, plunging into the appetite of one's own existence and enjoying one's own creative faculties. It is not a question of breaking with the world of others, but rather of knowing one's own, intimately, without shame, before allowing oneself to consider understanding the one around us. This is, in my opinion, the approach that many of us lack; in particular, and this is the most serious, those who claim to guide us.
Performance is an eternally virgin land, with paradisiacal borders blurred and preciously maintained by those who like to get lost in it. The ones I propose are childish performances for grown-ups where incoherence is not without tails and heads and where nudity is the most serious of costumes.
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.
The happy exhibition of the penis, flaccid or rigid, as a condition for the free expression of a simple and fulfilled masculinity.
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.
Added to the decor, simple signs and cartouches bearing sentences, slogans and illustrations of my own.
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.
In April 2013 at the Générateur, I invite you to discover this universe, to come and play and to evolve without any limit between being a spectator or an actor.
Everything that happens at the Generator "becomes" the Generator. The infinite permissiveness that resides in it allows us to feel inhabited by a grandiose freedom.