Essentially naked
I look askance at those who speak words with exhibitionist ease but never have the simplicity to expose their naked bodies.
poetry unsuspected
I look askance at those who speak words with exhibitionist ease but never have the simplicity to expose their naked bodies.
A consciousness and a body: nudity and performance under the sun. Eight workshop sessions devoted to the body exhibited through performance.
The contortions to gain acceptance eventually break his spine. Art doesn't make a profession of having a supple spine. I don't either.
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.
Playing true means confronting the simplicity of being, the banal nature of bodies and desires, the ferocity of our nature and finally having fun with it.
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.
To remain silent would be a decent way of stifling thought, which will always be the painful expression of an order given to oneself by one's own mental bourgeoisie.
Permission denied. Your request cannot be granted. Not even once. Denied. Let us override companions. Let us not skimp on our sacrificial efforts.
To decry sexual exhibition is to deny the reality of coitus, the most banal of our realities, in favour of an illusion of self, the mother of all violence.