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ELVIRA MADIGAN (THE SMOKE OF MY BODY IS YVES KLEIN BLUE) PART THREE OF THE DEAD WOMEN AND HORSES TURN INTO SMOKE TRILOGY from SECRET SAUNA SIRENS on Vimeo.

FONLAD

FONLAD
Thank you to the Fonlad Festival and the Web Art Center in Portugal and to Magmart Videoart in Naples and the Casoria Contemporary Art Museum for presenting and archiving several of my sound and video installations.

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les instants
I'm premiering new work at the 28th Festival Les Instants Vidéo 2015 in Marseille (Friche La Belle de Mai, Espace Culture, ADPEI, SARA, La Fraternité) from November 6-11, and in Milan ( [.BOX] Galerie) from November 6-20. Thank you to Marc Mercier, Direction Artistique: Instants Vidéo Numériques et Poétiques. XO.

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Le festival à Marseille en quelques dates :
– le 6 : soirée d’inauguration de 17h à 24h
– du 6 au 11 : les rencontres internationales (exposition, performances & installations, présence d’artistes, temps d’échanges etc) de 14h à 24h
– du 6 au 29 : exposition d’installations vidéo et numériques

ADPEI (18 boulevard Camille Flammarion) du 5 au 27 novembre
SARA (41 Bd de la fédération) du 5 au 27 novembre
Fraternité Belle de Mai (5 boulevard Burel) le 9 novembre
Vitrine de l’Espace Culture (42 La Cannebière) du 24 octobre au 29 novembre.

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shedhalle

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Very happy to be participating and exhibiting in the 2015 Shedhalle Generate! Festival, workshop series, and performance program. Please do come see the extraordinary (former abattoir) space and some interesting work/discussions. XO.


“This year, Shedhalle addresses contemporary tendencies of art that are based on the use of electronic media as well as on the application of digital technologies. Generate! Is especially interested in the interrelations between art, research, and technology. A special focus is put on works that are dedicated to generative processes of production and to algorithmically controlled outputs. This also includes their underlying concepts. Likewise, our program takes an interest in works that were made in the context of science and humanities, and that reflect on the aesthetic value of their results and formation. We intend to enable a discourse regarding the aesthetic, sociopolitical, and economic effects that are caused by media and information technology of the 21st century.”


Shedhalle Tübingen - Forum für zeitgenössische Künste

Schlachthausstraße 13

72074 Tübingen

Germany

PROYECTOR

PROYECTOR
Really honored to be one of 30 artists chosen from 614 for the 8th International Proyector Audio-Video Art Festival(s). Please come see me in September (and throughout Europe in subsequent months). I'll be the friendly phantom wearing a cowboy hat in the back row. Xoxo. #Spain #Mexico #Germany #Portugal #France #Italy

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PROYECTOR 2015. 8º Festival Internacional de Videoarte

10-20 SEP 2015. Madrid (esp), Coimbra (por), Milán (ita) y Oaxaca (mex)



Director: Mario Gutiérrez Cru
Coordina: Clara Leitão

En esta convocatoria se presentaron 614 propuestas de videoarte (monocanal, multicanal, videodanza, videoperformance, videoinstalaciones, videointeracción, videomapping... ) y se han seleccionado 27 proyectos. Mantiene la apuesta de ser un festival multi-sede e internacional.


Tras meses de visionado el jurado de PROYECTOR compuesto por Sergio Gomes, Mario Gutiérrez Cru, María Jáñez Álvarez y Clara Leitão han seleccionado de las 614 piezas presentadas de 19 países:

Vanane Borian (arm), Azul y Lindy Márquez (col), Jorge Pellicer y Johnatan Molina (mex), Alberto Díaz (esp), Tara Mahapatra (ale), Christoph Oertli (sui), Gustavo Gutiérrez (col), Juan Caunedo Domínguez (esp), Javiera Tejerina-Risso (fra-chi), Gabriele Stellbaum (ale), Eduardo Restrepo Castaño (col), Joshua Chacón Vega (mex), Paula Bruna (esp), Marte Kiessling (ale), Roman Gomes (arg), Johanna Reich (ale), Dominik Ritszel (pol), Melancholy Maaret (fin-fra-eeuu), Daniel Djamo (rum), Miguel Andrés (esp), Jorge Catoni (chi), doriandgrey (esp), Shahar Tuchner (isr), Richard Bailey (eeuu), Marina Camargo (bra), Natalia Valencia Delgado (col), Rosie Morris and Sam Grant (ing).

Además contaremos con el Artista Seminal Hans Breder (ale, 1935), ofrecido por la galería THEREDOOM, para su [solo project]. Y con la residencia en colaboración con Intercambiador ACART de Maia Navas

Contamos con nuevas sedes: el Cinema Usera y un nuevo espacio coordinado por Daniel Silvo en Arturo Soria
.
Muchas gracias a todos los que se han presentado a la convocatoria y sobretodo a todos los creadores y amantes del videoarte.


SEDES
Cinema Usera, Primitiva Gañán, Madrid
El Patio de Martín de los Heros, Martín de los Heros, 15. Madrid
Espacio Labruc, La Palma, 18. Madrid

Espacio Naranjo, Naranjo, 33. Madrid
Espacio Oculto Madrid, Nicolás Usera, 27. Madrid
Espacio, Arturo Soria, Madrid
Intermediæ (Matadero), Paseo de la Chopera, 14, Madrid
La Noche Boca Arriba, Salitre, 30, Madrid
Quinta de Sordo, Rosario, 17, Madrid

Swinton Gallery
, Miguel Servet, 21
Theredoom
, Doctor Fourquet, 1-3, Madrid
Theredoom (solo project), Luisa Fernanda, 19, Madrid
Galeria Santa Clara, António Augusto Gonçalves 67, Coímbra, Portugal
[Box.] Videoart Project Space. Via F. Confalonieri, 11. Milán, Italia
Museo Belber Jiménez, Matamoros esquina Tinoco y Palacios. Oaxaca, México


I felt myself being invaded through and through. I crumbled, disintegrated, and only emptiness remained.

(Solaris by Stanisław Lem)

- Хари T E X T S -
Excerpts from the novel Solaris by Stanisław Lem
Poem by Arseni Tarkovski

- Хари V O I C E -
Melancholy Maaret

- Хари P E R F O R M A N C E -
Isabel Pérez del Pulgar

- Хари F O O T A G E -
Free Prelinger Archives
Images recorded in Andalusia and in Brittany by Isabel Pérez del Pulgar & Roland Quelven

- Хари V I D E O & S O U N D -
Roland Quelven

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arad

film poster

film poster
Monsieurs Quelven and Horkay and I invite you to the World Premiere of our new video/sound installation @ Szczecin European Film Festival, Poland, Autumn, 2014.

Félicitations, Cher Ami, Cher Icarus.



Merci à tous ceux qui ont vu l'exposition et la projection de ma collaboration, ΙΚΑΡΟΣ The Fall, avec le brillant artiste, Roland Quelven, au Festival International de Vidéoart (FIVA) en Argentine, et au Festival Vidéo Raymi, IV Muestra Internacional de Videoarte au Pérou.


Voir plus de son travail magique ici.


Thank you to all who attended the exhibition and screenings of ΙΚΑΡΟΣ The Fall, a collaboration between Roland Quelven and Melancholy Maaret, at the Festival International of Video Art (FIVA) in Argentina, and at the Video Raymi International Festival in Peru.


Please see more of Roland Quelven's magic here.


Recent viewings on our little tour of the world:


Exhibition at Galeria Texu in Oviedo, Spain.


Screening at the Fantadia Festival Internazionale di Multivisione, in Asolo, Italy.





Nimandsrose II
Video: Istvan Horkay
Voice and Text: Melancholy Maaret
Sound: Oleg Tishkovets and Melancholy Maaret

JENSEITS DES LUSTPRINZIPS

V O I C E S: Sigmund Freud & Melancholy Maaret
V I D E O: Istvan Horkay & Roland Quelven
S O U N D: Orlando de Quelves
F O O T A G E: Sydney Police Photographs dating from 1912 to 1948



Preview of a new collaboration with Istvan Horkay, on the heroic life of Raoul Wallenberg. The film premiered at the Kiscelli Muzeum, Budapest, 2014.

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hello. melancholy maaret

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melacholy maaret berlin art basel



Dear friends, if you are perhaps in the Netherlands or Croatia, from 1-15 December,
 please do come to hear and see some sad works by Melancholy Maaret:
The International Streaming Festival for Audio Visual Art 
@Het Nutshuis, the Hague and Boonika, Zagreb.
Official Opening: 8pm 30/11 Riviervismarkt 5 2513 AM



Now the Sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their silence. Someone might possibly have escaped from their singing; but from their silence, certainly never. -Kafka, The Silence of the Sirens


And when Ulysses approached them the potent songstresses actually did not sing, whether because they thought that this enemy could be vanquished only by their silence, or because of the look of bliss on the face of Ulysses, who was thinking of nothing but his wax and his chains, made them forget their singing. -Kafka


But they--lovelier than ever--stretched their necks and turned, let their cold hair flutter free in the wind, and forgetting everything clung with their claws to the rocks. They no longer had any desire to allure; all that they wanted was to hold as long as they could the radiance that fell from Ulysses' great eyes. -Kafka


Human existence is so fragile a thing 
and exposed to such dangers 
that I cannot love without trembling.
-Simone Weil



Prelude for René Char
Sounds by Florian Gerbaud
Text by René Char 
Voice by Melancholy Maaret




Dear Hedgehogs,
Thank you all so much for your kind wishes and messages during my surgery and recuperation. Thank you also for your patience when I bloody dropped off the earth and cancelled everything scheduled. 
Words are inadequate for my affection. 
Thank you, eternally: Switzerland, Banyan, Frances, and Grace for your tenderness and care.
Kiitos: Kiirsti, Minttu, ja Tuomas.
Love, Love, Love, 
MM 
P.S. Congratulations to siren friend, Philippe, pote extraordinaire, now a doctor of philosophy. 

Dear Hedgehogs,

Thank you for buying the prints and bags. They are now sold out. A new series is coming in 2016, along with limited edition silkscreens. x.


Köszönöm. Thank you, István Horkay, for inclusion in the alchemy...(6 installations: Film/Video By István Horkay. Voice/Audio/Text by Melancholy Maaret.)













The phantoms and broken dolls beneath your childhood bed...A phenotext. A semiotic. Nympholepsy. If my breast were made of glass, you could see my plasticine heart...Ulysses Syndrome. L'Inconnue de la Seine. The mathematics of grace and redemption. Elvira Madigan.
I cannot. You must. The rope is too high. Pack a picnic basket. Turtles breathe out of their asses.
Larkspur Lotion. Dressing gowns of dry rot. "Je me mis enfin à réfléchir, c'est à dire à écouter plus fort." 
-Molloy... The bitter impetus of despair...
...The evanescence of desire. The Red Virgin. We go together like traffic and weather. Walser was right: Stay Tiny. Salvage. Seneca: Dare, dare, dare... Cut off the arms of a starfish, and he will grow new arms. The last chord of Robert Johnson...
All images © Melancholy Maaret and Secret Sauna Sirens
Jan Svankmajer's Alice. Open up Pandora's box...You'll get agoraphobia... A troll garden. Bresson used amateur actors. The first philosophy. The Born-Einstein letters. Endurantism. There are no temporal fragments in a fourth-dimension. All the dead actresses recite the Western Canon on a 1982 amateur vhs. A gentle reprieve. New projects coming 2015-16.


EACH TIME YOU ARE A BEGINNER: HOW TO BUILD A COLLAGE FROM A BODY.


LA DIVINA PINA
With every new project, you feel like an eager virgin. Pina Bausch had the best way to start a rehearsal. Her collection of collages are guideposts for the company: wound sounds moving beyond the boundaries of thought and language.

How to Build a Collage, by Pina Bausch:
Copy someone else's tic.
Do something you are ashamed of.
Write your name with movement.
What would you do with a corpse?
Move your favorite body part.
How do you behave when you've lost something?

"When I do a new piece (praise) doesn't help me. Nothing helps me. Not what I have already done. It is done. Each time you are a beginner. I want to give up, actually, but I don't...It's complicated. It all takes so much strength. I'm so fragile. It's emotional. I get little sleep. You try to sleep, but you can't. I am thinking too much. It's like my head is in the way. It seems simple, but I make it so complicated."-Pina Bausch
WHY WE STAY SINGLE

A: Nice to meet you. 
So what do you do?
B: I'm an ethical sensualist.
A: Um. So what do you do to pay the bills?
B: I'm an artist.
A: So what do you do to pay the bills?
B: I observe and tell stories.
A: Sounds like a difficult life.

I AM A PAPER BUTTERFLY MADE OF STEEL AND GLASS...

Max Frisinger, Paper Butterfly (Secret Sauna Sirens), mixed media.

So honored that the fantastic artist Max Frisinger named and dedicated an extraordinary installation, Paper Butterfly (Secret Sauna Sirens), after yours truly. His Seven Works for Seven Muses was at Contemporary Fine Arts in Berlin. See the collection here.

Visit his incredible solo exhibition here
Danke, Max. 
Contemporary Fine Arts  
Am Kupfergraben 
1010117 Berlin

STAY HOMELY, SUCKERS!

Melancholy Maaret, enigmatic contemporary visual and performance artist, 
and founder of Secret Sauna Sirens...
has some interesting insight into the subject of sadness.  
In her poem “Paper Butterfly” she solemnly urges us inward, 
in lilting, bird-like tones and delicately rolling Finnish accent,  
to examine our melancholia and embrace these hermetic, suffocating feelings...
-Coilhouse Magazine


Melancholy Maaret declara en su página web que “Tarkovsky’s polaroids are better than asteroids” lo cual ya resulta una firme declaración de principios visuales y poéticos. Penetrar en su universo te lleva a sensaciones herméticas, casi asfixiantes. Las sombras y los tonos grisáceos hacen de marco para nuestros traumas existenciales arrastrados desde la infancia. Alicia creyó maravilla todo un mundo fruto del pasaje de los sueños y deseos más oscuros, donde las estrictas normas sociales se muestran descaradamente ridículas e impunemente hirientes. Melancholy recorre tal pasaje y crea un mundo de sirenas de una sauna secreta que todos llevamos dentro. Poeta, fotógrafa, videoartista, tiene una necesidad insaciable por mostrar nuestros rincones más escondidos, que son también los suyos.
-Nau Nua Magazine


Ainda sob o signo da Melancholia, apresento-vos hoje Melancholy Maaret and Her Secret Sauna Sirens, um enigmático colectivo composto por artistas devotados às artes visuais e performativas.

 “Paper Butterflies”, penetra de forma sensual – imagine-se esta mesma voz a declamar os versos do poema épico finlandês Kalevala…de forma indefinida não consigo deixar de pensar em parte na obra de Rautavaara, ‘ Sammon ryöstö’ (The Myth of Sampo), que a bela e enfeitiçante voz desta senhora me evoca – nos domínios da doença d’alma originada pela bílis negra. Embarquemos então nesta melancólica viagem, enquanto nos deixamos absorver pelos herméticos e sufocantes sentimentos que nos são docemente oferecidos por esta deleitosa maleita.
-Die Elektrischen Vorspiele

Mask still 44, Melancholy Maaret
I hold more and more surely to the conviction that the use of masks will be discovered eventually to be the freest solution of the modern dramatist's problem as to how -- with the greatest possible dramatic clarity and economy of means -- he can express those profound hidden conflicts of the mind which the probings of psychology continue to disclose to us.
 -Eugene O'Neill, Memoranda on Masks

I AM SYNTHETICALLY HAPPY.


Francoise has the right idea.


ONE YEAR AFTER THE RESPECTIVE ACCIDENTS,
THE PARALYTIC AND THE LOTTERY WINNER 
ARE EQUALLY HAPPY. 


SYNTHETIC HAPPINESS=
SELF-CREATED JOY DELUSION (WHEN YOU DON'T GET WHAT YOU WANT).

NATURAL HAPPINESS=
YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANTED. HUZZAH.

YOU NEED A NEW PREFRONTAL CORTEX OR A BRAND NEW DRUG. ANIMALS DON'T THINK THIS MUCH. HEDGEHOGS DON'T MAKE WORST CASE SCENARIOS. BUT YOU ARE A HUMAN. YOU HAVE AN IMPACT BIAS. THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT. YOU CAN SHRINK YOUR MAMMALIAN AMYGDALA AND YOUR TANGO SKELETONS. HAPPINESS IS JUST WHAT YOU TELL YOURSELF ON POST-IT NOTES STUCK TO YOUR MIRROR. HAPPINESS WILL BOOST YOUR IMMUNE SYSTEM. GOOD THOUGHTS WILL KEEP YOU FROM GETTING PIG FLU. GIVE UP THE DIET COKE AND GATHER WOOL AND SHOP ONLINE. SYNTHETIC HAPPINESS IS JUST AS REAL AS REAL HAPPINESS. 

(Stop reading. You don't have to be a social psychologist from Harvard to be happy. Just tell yourself you are already happy. If you still feel sad, try harder.)

IF THE MUMMY LOOKS GREY, YOU ARE MELANCHOLY.


Please read:
The Children of Uranium by Peter Greenaway
Greenaway's investment in and reverence for literature and pre-film culture as cinema's vertebrae are unmatched in the contemporary cinematic landscape. Greenaway and Saskia Boddeke's 2005 multimedia installation was shaped by the periodic table's 92 elements, the 60th anniversary of Hiroshima, the 100th anniversary of Einstein's relativity, the terror and illumination of of nuclear power. Greenaway designed the book as a production compendium and companion, with performance notes, drawings, photos, the installation's libretto, and stories and biographies of uranium's children: Curie, Newton, Bush, Gorbachev, Joseph Smith...



Please listen:
Kath Bloom's Finally...
Scout Niblett's The Calcination of Scout Niblett
The Knife's (in collaboration with Mt. Sims and Planningtorock)
Tomorrow, in a Year
Villa-Lobos' Bachianas Brasileras Nos. 1,2,5,& 9 
with Victoria de los Angeles
(My papa says you must listen only to the version w/Victoria.)

Please eat summer soup:
3 handfuls of micro-greens
6 handfuls of fresh, organic spinach
2 heads of fresh lettuce
2 cucumbers
3 celery stalks
1 ripe avocado
1 green apple
2 lemons, juiced
3-4 shakes of cayenne
2 cups of water
Salt from a fresh, wild sea

Chop the greens and place in blender. Add the liquid and seasoning. Puree until creamy and liquid. Add dashes of olive or evening primrose oil. This soup will cure a love hangover or heat-wave anomie.

Please read:
Classicists are people that look out with their back to the world.
It represents something that isn’t possible in the world
More perfection than is possible in the world
it’s as unsubjective as possible
The ideal in America is the natural man
The conquerer, the one that can accumulate
The one who overcomes disadvantages, strength, courage
Whereas inspiration, classical art depends on inspiration
The Sylphides.
I depend on the muses
Muses come and help me now.
It exists in the mind
Before it’s represented on paper it exists in the mind
The point.
It doesn’t exist in the world.
The classic is cool
a classical period
it is cool because it is impersonal
the detached and impersonal.
If a person goes walking in the mountains that is not detached
and impersonal, he’s just looking back.
Being detached and impersonal is related to freedom
That’s the answer for inspiration
The untroubled mind.
-Agnes Martin
(Thank you, Matthew Ames.)


Please Read:
The Life of Poetry by Muriel Rukeyser
The Green Hour by Frederic Tuten
Wolf Solent by John Cooper Powys
Please watch:
Hurlevent, 1985, Jacques Rivette
In 1935, Balthus illustrated an edition of Wuthering Heights with a series of lithographs. In 1985, Rivette made an adaptation of the film, inspired by the sketches of Balthus. A testimony to Ian McEwan's belief that adaptation is an act of vandalism, the film is both an homage and a haunting, embellished sketch.




Please eat
KAALILAATIKKO
(cabbage casserole):
1 large, white cabbage
2 onions
1.5 pounds of ground, organic beef or medium-firm tofu
1.5 cups of rice, barley or buckwheat groats
1/2 cup of vegetable broth
1 cup of toasty breadcrumbs. (Pumpernickel or crusty, dark rye work best.)
1 cup of shredded mild, white cheese. (Jarlsburg...mmmm!)
3 tablespoons of extra-dark maple syrup
1 stick of salty butter. Never oil. Salty butter is better.
Salt, pepper, marjoram, cardamom.

1. Lightly boil the rice, barley or buckwheat.
2. Shred the cabbage and chop the onions. Lightly fry them in plenty of butter.
3. Sautée the meat or tofu in a separate pan. Add salt, marjoram, pepper and cardamom.
4. Add the broth to the vegetables, turn off the stove, cover for 5 minutes.
5. Grease a large, deep baking pan and set the oven to 375ºf.
-Layer the pan with grain, meat/tofu, vegetables.
-Drip dark syrup and pats of butter between every layer.
-Place breadcrumbs, butter and cheese on top of the casserole.
6. Bake for 45 minutes-1 hour.
7. Turn off your oven!

Like Lou Reed or saved polaroids, this rustic casserole is nourishing and better with age. Serve it with new potatoes and ketchup. Fry it up ike peasant hashbrowns for breakfast. Place one in the icebox for a blizzard. Give one to your landlord when you are late with the rent.


Cool:
No children, (no second life), no one to care for one in old age.— What is the use of working 'in' without sympathy from near & dear friends—who are near & dear friends to the old, except relatives
Freedom to go where one liked — choice of Society & little of it.  — Conversation of clever men at clubs — Not forced to visit relatives, & to bend in every trifle. — to have the expense & anxiety of children — perhaps quarelling — Loss of time. — cannot read in the Evenings — fatness & idleness — Anxiety & responsibility — less money for books &c — if many children forced to gain one's bread. — (But then it is very bad for ones health to work too much)
Perhaps my wife wont like London; then the sentence is banishment & degradation into indolent, idle fool
-Darwin on Marriage

Melancholy Maaret narrates Leather-Bound Stories, the new film by Derek Ogbourne and Susana Medina, based on Medina's gorgeous novel, Philosophical Toys. January 18th, 7 PM, Goldsmiths, Hatchman House, 17-19 St. James, New Cross, London. February 17th, 7 PM, Freud Museum, 20 Maresfield Gardens, London.

 You, Susana.
P.S. Please do visit her site.
Read her smashingly beautiful latest book, Red Tales.


THE BEAUTY OF THE INKBLOT


If you see William Blake as a vampire,
you are a psychotic.

If you see copulating sea horses,
you are a neurotic.

If you see meditating gnomes,
you are a bed-wetting-shoe-licker.

James Heilman, an ER doctor from Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan used Wikipedia to post the ten Rorschach plates and their secretly guarded "correct responses." After a violent editing war began between psychologists, who view the test as charlatanism, and therapists, who use the images as a diagnostic tool, Wikipedia locked the Rorschach page.
George Seeley, The Firefly, 1907
Please go now to a most beautiful tumblr by a most beautiful friend.

PAOLO GIOLI


Confinato, 2007
Makes pinhole cameras from seashells and toast,
Untitled, 1981
Recycles devastated filmstrips,

Fiori Secchi, 1997
Recreates the universe in shreds of polaroids,

Photofinish Figures, still, 2009, 16mm, silent
Sees God in the measuring stick of a stenopeic camera.

NIEMAND SWIMS WITH FINS OF CHARCOAL ON MELANCHOLIA ISLAND

Delicate and mesmeric, the art of my hermetic friend Niemand (Corinne Chaufour) has moved me for years. At once otherworldly and familiar (like Kaspar Hauser's horse or Rene Char's Eloge dune Soupçonnée) her bookShortness of Breath, is a collection of inscribed sketches.
Drawing is not for me a description but rather an inscription; 
within the unsettling 
feeling of reality's deletion, 
what I really need are 
apparitions and not ideas.
Mystery then becomes the keystone to a mental attitude which gives the drawing a starting point, 
erasing all the visible boundaries of a plausible space and time for the benefit of one ultimate moment:
a moment of perceptiveness before extinction, 
the last gaze of a last vision. 
Before a menace or an illusion, 
something often appears from insignificance.
-Corinne Chaufour 
Please buy the book here.
Please visit les cahiers de niemand here and here.

SCULPTING IN TIME

"The beautiful is hidden from the eyes of those who are not searching for the truth, for whom it is contra-indicated. But the profound lack of spirituality of those people who see art and condemn it, the fact that they are neither willing nor ready to consider the aim of their existence in any higher sense, is often masked by the vulgarly simplistic cry, 'I don't like it! It's boring!' It is not a point that one can argue; but it's like the utterance of a man born blind who is being told about a rainbow. He simply remains deaf to the pain undergone by the artist in order to share with others the truth he has reached."  
-Tarkovsky's Sculpting in Time

I Suppose that Solipsism is Unavoidable...


And also, I’m greatly interested in solipsism, which is only an extreme form of idealism. It is strange, though, that all the people who write on solipsism write about it in order to refute it. I haven’t seen a single book in favor of solipsism. I know what you would want to say: since there is only one dreamer, why do you write a book? But if there is only one dreamer, why could you not dream about writing a book?
-Borges, 1977, Philosophy and Literature

Excellent interview here.

JESUS AND HIS GOLDEN HAMMER: THE SCIENCE OF INFLUENCE



A group of scientists administered electroshock therapy to two subject groups. The first group comprised devout Catholics. The second group was agnostic and atheist. The test subjects were presented religious icons, images and music, while being shocked. The Catholics felt less pain than the Naturalists.

Why didn't the scientists perform the same test with secular images or sounds of beauty?

Scientists and sociologists also say that people who pray recover from surgery and trauma faster than abstainers. Confessing Catholics live longer. Church-goers are healthier. Twelve-steppers are better lovers.

Consistent rituals and institutional practices are easy to tally and quantify. How do scientists chart and graph the impact of art-making, of books or music? Where is the survey of impact of an agnosticism or atheism replete with a religious wonder for the natural world?

What is the equation of exultation from Wittgenstein or the smell of banana bread?


A SUBLIME, PURGING TRAUMA


polaroids © Tarkovsky Foundation

BRIGHT, BRIGHT DAY
Andrei Tarkovsky
Limited Edition Portfolio
25 Polaroids
Published by:
White Space Gallery
Tarkovsky Foundation 
"TOUCHED BY A MASTERPIECE, A PERSON BEGINS TO HEAR IN HIMSELF THAT SAME CALL OF TRUTH WHICH PROMPTED THE ARTIST TO HIS CREATIVE ACT. WHEN THE LINK IS ESTABLISHED BETWEEN THE WORK AND ITS BEHOLDER, THE LATTER EXPERIENCES A SUBLIME, PURGING TRAUMA. WITHIN THAT AURA WHICH UNITES MASTERPIECES AND AND AUDIENCE, THE BEST SIDES OF OUR SOULS ARE MADE KNOWN, AND WE LONG FOR THEM TO BE FREED. IN THOSE MOMENTS WE RECOGNIZE AND DISCOVER OURSELVES, THE UNFATHOMABLE DEPTHS OF OUR OWN POTENTIAL, AND THE FURTHEST REACHES OF OUR EMOTIONS."
-Tarkovsky's Sculpting in Time

TEN THOUSAND YEARS OF LIGHT: THE RARE, UNCOMPROMISING BEAUTY OF FLORIAN GERBAUD'S BATS AND SWALLOWS







Go here now: http://batsandswallows.blogspot.com/

THE ANNALS OF POVERTY EPICUREANISM AND ENTERTAINMENT 325

Daughters are a burden! Thirty-five years ago in New Delhi, Kailash Singh fathered his seventh daughter. Fearing seven hells of a dowry, Singh went to a seer to procure a son-siring spell. The seer told Singh that his son would arrive if Singh stopped bathing. Singh has not bathed in thirty-five years. Instead, every night, Singh lights up a joint and dances on one leg before a bonfire. He is very relaxed, but he has no son, and he stinks. His daughters have left him. His wife won't sleep with him. He just keeps dancing.



"When you are an old lady,
you will talk just like you do now.
You will never age,
and I will never tire of listening to you.
You have something untouchable."
-Henri-Pierre Roché to Beatrice Wood

Please steal this book if you find it and send it to us. 
We accept mail delivery by the grave of Tove Jansson.


We ain't docents here. Just trust us, and do what we say.

PARIS JE T'AIME

Silvio Rey, Anatomy of a Mermaid, vintage silver print, 1950. (Thank you, Asha.)
Louis Tastenue, (Curiosité. Petit Ballet. Tirage argentique d'époque,) Circa 1950. 
Louis Cyfer, Vanité, Nature morte et fausse blonde, tirage argentique d'époque, circa 1980.

Photo Verdeau is a treasure trove of vintage prints and rare, primitive photographs, meticulously maintained by owner and curator, Regis Besse, who has an aversion to contemporary photography and to the "egos" of today's photographers: "They are convinced that they’re incredibly talented even though 98 percent have no talent whatsoever. I don’t have time for that. Cartier-Bresson, Willy Ronis, Doisneau, Gustave Le Gray — they all took photos but they didn’t consider themselves artists." 


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I'm sorry that our lovemaking fizzled out in Devon, as you rightly noticed. I felt so tired each night through the relaxing air &, I suppose, being on holiday that the grasshopper became a burden very easily. And of course, qualify it how I may, I am not a highly-sexed person...On Larkin's letters


More and more my language appears to me like a veil which one has to tear apart in order to get to those things (or the nothingness) lying behind it. Grammar and style! To me they seem to have become as irrelevant as a Biedermeier bathing suit or the imperturbability of a gentleman. A mask. It is to be hoped the time will come, thank God, in some circles it already has, when language is best used where it is most efficiently abused...On Beckett's Letters





THIS IS MY HAPPY FACE.


                                                            
                                        A: Are you excited?
                                        B: Yes.
                                        A: You don't look excited.
                                        B: This is my happy face.
                                        A: Why don't you smile?
                                        B: I'm smiling on the inside.
                                        A: Why are you looking at my feet?
                                        B: I'm feeling extroverted.