Sunday, July 25, 2010

Bridal Dresses At Selfridges



There is a sea
thick and tender to hide the bodies. There is some mysterious substance that rises and down, they sink and slide your foam fingers in the belly, back. Nothing takes the bodies and move, nothing moves like a fish smiles when looking at the moon. Contain some less friendly and more powerful. Contained a pool of blood, a deep affinity for death, a scarlet animal struggles to escape from the bones and meat.
Killing for food is only delaying the escape of blood, body transmit to another ancient disease.

photos Cesar Jumpa, presented below, tell us about this ritual.













By: Gerson Ferson
Photo: César Manuel Jumpa

Sunday, July 18, 2010

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Sacrifice Books.


men of letters. Inveterate readers. Arts students or older philosophies. Relegated to the trivial and fleeting life, full of frivolous consumption. Men who reported excessive materialism in their environment and that play with the big ideas. Young people concerned in metaphysics, in the paintings of Redon, in Plato's Republic and The Library of Babel. And how to love books, very new, expensive, rare. They look voraciously and care as fetishes. They crave the difficult challenge of owning large collections, libraries pompous. It is not love of books, no. It is the cult of the object, the body. So I accumulate more and more books, to reconcile with my time.

transcendent Worried? No ... just crap. Sometimes the sensuality is hidden under the most enlightened laps.



Lover's books


Friday, July 16, 2010

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dreamed that a harlequin loved me. Caressing
colors of dawn
his figure loomed.

Each pore flashed, after
emerald glass bodies.
Come to me, give me whispered and soul.

gradually radiated beauty.
My hands, I looked laborious.
looked at me like I dreamed. You

labor of love and hope.
have my home and home and your heart
offer
from the imaginary quiet.

When light is calling you draw kisses
refracted,
that between smiles elude
and fly aimlessly, gently.
Holding out your magic ...


PD: I concluded this mural art in vitro
cement. The idea is an oil painting that
made years ago for my children.


A Abaza.

indianala

Thursday, July 8, 2010

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towers or short essay on the minimum (I) Vincent Van Gogh



Do great works follow a mandate blind fate?
I

The main prejudice faced by the art of this new century is concentrated in a single formula: genius. For almost two hundred years, this fiction has seized the momentum from the creators of the lovely men of letters, the fascinated philosophers. It is a word chosen and founder (and real) has the key to the universe. From German Romanticism this concept has been put as a principle of any art, to the point that our language has only capture this connection in its everyday manifestation. It is a genius, we say with acceptance, with abandon, as a sample of praise. For two centuries, this category has been "productive", since it has allowed to "explain" (especially for common sense) the creation of art. Possessed a direct descendant of Plato, the image of genius has seized us, has built his little kingdom in our memory of time. Undoubtedly, in a context where it was still possible a replica of a strong individualism, solid-understood as access to the infinite-a conception as this was the handle. But after the destabilization of the modern consciousness, before the emergence of a more modest conception of the self, what are the possibilities that offers a glimpse belittling like this? Does nothing but diminish our field of observation. It only twice away from the artistic phenomenon. Its output is unambiguous correlate existential man produces art, because it longs to overcome its finitude. This will end up trascendentalizar the productive sphere of art. Deceived in the justification and the agent, we must not abandon our understanding, leaving us with an easy explanation of this kind are far from reality of the art object. The art tends to transcendence, is not transcendent. His approach to the supernatural is a product of reading, contact with the viewer, not an intrinsic component of the work. This strange magic only happens in the relationship that meets skin, eyes and ears (or, if you prefer, sensitivity, intelligence and perception) to the frightening force that arises in a fixed point and is embodied in one piece either. This new century requires us to rethink these notions or even a discard.

Monday, July 5, 2010

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through the lens of Kurosawa

Do we find the art or art finds us?