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A find

Fickle and fragile and febrile and foolish
After so many years of self-awareness
Why do innver moves still force the surface out of focus?
Sighing: self-inflicted pain is the only one to let go

Unescapable exploits

Night Street Touch takes a simple repetitive action and makes it the subject of the work. (…) the act of touching whatever is in the viewfinder is repeated making a closed loop between subject and action. The touching of these objects, surfaces and places is simple yet gains a psychological dimension, as if the action cannot be escaped from.

So abysmal and yet so palpable the impression of being unable to escape one’s own exploits and their psychological repercussions. But to touch is to feel, and acting is living through contact.

Even when one does not own up to one’s  actions.

Indolence

To accept what is given without proper pondering and careful consideration; what a sluggish pace to face the stream.

 

Words of Others

My Expired Photographs are all about the effect of time and how the traces left behind by the past shape and influence the world around us today.

– Neil Atherton –

Shades

Myths are interesting to me because they are stories that can be told in perpetuity. They’re stories that can be told again and again… And there’s always nuance.

– Elliott Hundley

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Dualities

«Nous sommes à la fois tentés par l’hominisation des animaux, ce qui révèle souvent nos projections fantasmatiques, et par la bestialisation des hommes, une autre manière pour nous de figer l’autre dans une animalité »        Antoine Spire

Mixed-media portraits by Charlotte Caron

Repair

Je joue à me faire peur, comme un enfant (comme un enfant)
Je pense tout et son contraire, comme un enfant (comme un enfant)
Je danse, j’ai le coeur à l’envers, comme un enfant (comme un enfant)

Destruction, like construction, is a human expression and a paradox of life because it is can be both good and evil. My personal point of view is that destruction is inevitably linked to repair.

Baptiste Debombourg

Lyrics by Yelle