L’hypothèse violette
L’hypothèse violette
…Go to strange cafés, remember ?
These two tramps.
L’artiste qui est déjà une œuvre d’art.
Commonplace.
We start to have this idea that to make art, you don't need objects, you just make yourself the object. And that you are more complex than another sculpture could be. Réveillé tard. Réveillé tôt, réveillé tard. Walking all afternoon… Sleeping when it’s raining… Je n’arrivais pas à comprendre, si on ne me le disait pas, que les hommes étaient des femmes. Horses ridden to death. If money were a game. The lost, the ruined, the broken, the effaced.
3 oct 08.
…Go to strange cafés, remember ?
These two tramps.
L’artiste qui est déjà une œuvre d’art.
Commonplace.
We start to have this idea that to make art, you don't need objects, you just make yourself the object. And that you are more complex than another sculpture could be. Réveillé tard. Réveillé tôt, réveillé tard. Walking all afternoon… Sleeping when it’s raining… Je n’arrivais pas à comprendre, si on ne me le disait pas, que les hommes étaient des femmes. Horses ridden to death. If money were a game. The lost, the ruined, the broken, the effaced.
3 oct 08.
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