My nights in the shelter
Me, I spend my nights in the shelter. From everything. Sheltered from you, in spite of your suavely mellow voice that's so concerned with radio, hygienic and concerned.
art
This is what you can do by combining high standards and lightness. If you don't have the talent to exist, you can make works, but not necessarily art.
Me, I spend my nights in the shelter. From everything. Sheltered from you, in spite of your suavely mellow voice that's so concerned with radio, hygienic and concerned.
1st book of the Book All | I spend my nights sheltered from you, despite your suavely mellow, hygienic and concerned voice.
But you don't understand that it's all about hours, days, context. That in a little while you won't be saying hello to me.
Behind the computers, the lyrics look absolute. What a beautiful anonymity not to face oneself!
"Childhood of art", not in the sense of simplicity (can childhood be simple?), but understood as the dawn of another form: the staging of a site.
Sorry, coming through! You have no right to stop me from passing! I have nothing to reproach myself for. I've always been in order with the administration. I'm sorry!
The nude theatre of a whimsical and pornographic actor-performer. A sexual art like an obscene childhood carried by the raw instinct of a stage animal.
The workshops are dedicated to research. It is in this particularly open context that experiments, attempts and discoveries take place.
I insist here on the value that I attach to arbitrariness as the salvation of poorly fruitful creative situations offered by apparent logic.
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.