Pictures of the "Parks" | 5
Photographic gallery of the collective performance "Les Parques d'attraction" by David Noir at Le Générateur | Day 5 | Photos © Karine Lhémon
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.
Photographic gallery of the collective performance "Les Parques d'attraction" by David Noir at Le Générateur | Day 5 | Photos © Karine Lhémon
Photographic gallery of the collective performance "Les Parques d'attraction" by David Noir at Le Générateur | Day 4 | Photos © Karine Lhémon
Photographic gallery of the collective performance "Les Parques d'attraction" by David Noir at Le Générateur | Day 3 | Photos © Karine Lhémon
Photographic gallery of the collective performance "Les Parques d'attraction" by David Noir at Le Générateur | Day 2 | Photos © Karine Lhémon
Photographic gallery of the collective performance "Les Parques d'attraction" by David Noir at Le Générateur | Day 1 | Photos © Karine Lhémon
Capture of "La peau sur les zoos" at the Hunting and Nature Museum. A 3-hour simian improvisation among the visitors, filmed by Any Tingay.
It's not a question of being in good terms with anyone who doesn't want to be, nor of "making society", yuck once and for all! It's about deserving one's supposed brain capacities as an evolved individual. There is a price to be paid for becoming human: not just being.
Opting for art is choosing to live under the totalitarian hold of a submissive god; one whose reign comes by absorption of whoever dominates him.
Some improbable and primitive metamorphoses in search of those who aspire to be told only the nonsense of the stories.
There's a wolf waiting for me at the end of the highway. Pay up carnivorous age. Doesn't mean I took a wrong turn.