It’s wonderful how different objects sound. This morning I spent some time ringing the lamps of our house………
Monthly Archives: November 2019
Some thoughts on cushions
With age comes an appreciation of good cushions. They must have qualities opposing the unforgiving pull of death. They make you forget your body through distributing the pull of gravity onto such a large area that it is barely noticeable. They devide gravitational force in a very large amount of small quantities. They try to beat gravity and in this they are machines that turn the person using them into a simulated angel : Life embracing, with a pain free mind, floating. They are a key to the shackles of reality. Dream maker, womb imposter. Utopia has been build probably on a foundation of soft cushions……
Toughts on Modernity and Repetition
Modernity started with tools that created the possibility of precise repetition of movement and then of production of objects. Modernity is based on precise repetition of movement. All engines, all industry, all production. Saying this; Understanding this as an artist I am not interested in precise repetition. I am bored by precise repetition. I detest precise repetition and therefore in a sense I am an enemy of Modernity and an enemy of the processes of technology. Precise repetition is a form of controlling future. A predicted movement happens with high probability. All engines are based on predicting the future. An engine is a machine that predicts and controls its own future. A machine that doesn’t behave in a predicted way is cause for anxiety. My father has difficulty to create a controllable future for himself. He is in this respect an opposite of an engine and I love this about him………………………………………………………… #writing #thinking #modernity #engines #drawing #ideas #predictingfuture #repetition #movement #history #world #industry #philosophy #stateofmind #artprocess #humanity #artist #art #contemporaryart
It has been a very windy day today and the streets were covered with seed pods. I picked up one of the pods and opened it. I was amazed about the tiny embryo I found. It is strange how similar all beings seem at their beginning. It felt breathtakingly odd, like a surgical operation and made me appreciate how deeply all life on our planet is connected. How life is truly one large organism.