Go to | Photo © David Noir
Go to
In the field of artistic research, it is not a question of saying "I want" or "I must", but "I am going towards". It's about going in the right direction.
My thinking is articulated to give shape to a form of amused and incisive social criticism which gets rid of fiction and its heaviness in the process.
Visual concept of reflective materials | Visual © David Noir
Material(s) to be reflected on
They are the very soil in which an individual's existence is built. Free from the constraints of social behaviour, these unknown materials seek out the unconstrained.
Free Thought | Photo © David Noir
Free Thought
Knowing how to have fun and laugh at everything will always remain the prerogative of the free individual. Taking care of one's buttocks is a work of public utility.
Bad defeat for a defeated hall | Painted theatre masks on hollowed out spaghetti squash © David Noir
Bad defeat for a defeated room
Why is it that when I walk into a theater, do I want to leave? Why when I randomly open a book, do I look forward to closing it?
Selfie © David Noir 2007
Podcasts
Intimate states, on-the-fly sound recordings, reflections, genesis of creations, confidences, nonsense. Anything captured by a microphone lying around or arranged on purpose.
"| You're not my face | I wanna stay a stranger | Visual © David Noir
You're not my face
A little brutality in this world of poetry. No kidding. You don't really think I want to meet humans, do you? You're not my face. You're not my project.
Self-portrait © David Noir, artist
What strings to my bow?
It's hard to escape a proper introduction on a site where you try to define yourself as a protean artist. "What does he do?"
The right order of things | Visual concept of a dog head shaped thinking material | Visual © David Noir
Talking to keep quiet
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.
True artists work in the void © David Noir
Real artists don't talk to the world
Artists, the real ones who would have something to say, hate the world and won't say anything to it, right? And it's much better that way, isn't it?
