Showing posts with label 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2013. Show all posts
I am not in a fighting mood. Winners lose and losers win, I don't want to play any more. I assume most people share my dislike for violence whether it be intimate or remote... we do in fact get along. The few who seek out power be it over the individual and or the collective at any cost rally us to play out their costly games. I have no desire to murder your father nor do I want to steal your whatevers. In my mind I see that for others being leaderless is much like the idea of being godless - directionless, pointless and headless. Anyhow, I ended my performance with a suggestion: don't vote. Don't sign away your right to have a direct say... this is a conversation for another day. 

I have lost something. To lose things, people, ideas, desires and possessions is the norm. Anyhow, I lost something recently and it has made way for genuine 'uncalled-for newness'. 

ASSOCIATED WORK 
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15 (Fifteen)

Over the past few years I have been working on a series of fifteen public sculptures. With these three dimensional works I attempt to share specific texts without the use of words. One could view them as the instrumental tracks versus the songs with words. I see this project as being unending and the primary task being the promotion of public sculpture. Works in public that are not trying to sell you anything, artworks that do not glorify leaders, g_ds and the like. South Africa is not known for an abundance of public art. The texts I am in conversation with are recent works by Alain Badiou, Costas Douzinas, Jacques Rancière, Gianni Vattimo, Antonio Negri and others. These texts all bring to mind the need for common-ground and common-wealth. Alongside promoting a society that demands art in public I am also investigating the potential of turning what is currently private property into public property. 

I woke up having had a very different dream from my usual. I was aware of this and thought it over before I opened my eyes. 
Now, an hour later I am reading something and I remember that I had a very different dream, I try to recall it but it has returned to whence it came from. I leave it there, momentarily pleased that I have been able to forget something.


 3 X blank jigsaw puzzles
3 X blank bound books
3 X unused envelopes
3 X blank legal pads
3 X clutch pencils
3 X folded chairs
3 X projectors
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THE THING IN BREATHING
performance between Darren English and my plantsculpture.

Whilst living in Johannesburg I begun working with this living being. We have challenged each other over the past decade. Aside from the theoretical, ‘conceptual’ and aesthetic outcomes of this endeavor the impetus behind this experiment was a simple one: I wanted to know first hand what drove some people to be the ‘boss’ of others. To manipulate, bend and beat into shape a being. 



Click here for more about the plantsculpture and other things.  
I look for you in untidy places. 
Wearing gloves has never been an option before 
but now if I want to sustain the search 
I may need a layer of protection. 
I want life to be long, 
longer, long enough 
to sit comfortably again. 
With you,
the Truth.