MP as Posthumus Leonatus

When I was 16 or 17  I opened a book for it contained a play by Shakespeare I had never even heard of, Cymbeline. The first dialogue I ever read was Act V, Scene IV and it surely ensured that this play became one of my favourites, for it made me wonder how somebody could end up in such a mess - when I later read the entire play I realised that it was more than well deserved ;). Therefore here the beginning of that scene :

First Gaol. You shall not now be stol'n, you have locks upon you:
So graze as you find pasture.
Sec. Gaol.                           Ay, or a stomach.
                              [Exeunt Gaolers.

Post. Most welcome bondage! for thou art a way, 
I think, to liberty: yet am I better
Than one that's sick o' the gout; since he had rather
Groan so in perpetuity than be cured
By the sure physician, death, who is the key
To unbar these locks. My conscience, thou art fetter'd
More than my shanks and wrists: you good gods, give me
The penitent instrument to pick that bolt,
Then, free for ever! Is't enough I am sorry?
So children temporal fathers do appease;
Gods are more full of mercy. Must I repent?
I cannot do it better than in gyves,
Desired more than constrain'd: to satisfy,
If of freedom 'tis the main part, take
No stricter render of me than my all.
I know you are more clement than vile men,
Who of their broken debtors take a third,
A sixth, a tenth, letting them thrive  again
On their abatement: that's not my desire:
For Imogen's dear life take mine; and though
'Tis not so dear, yet 'tis a life; you coin'd it:
'Tween man and man they weigh not every stamp;
Though light, take pieces for figure's sake:
You rather mine, being yours: and so, great powers,
If you will take this audit, take this life,
And cancel these cold bonds. O Imogen!
I'll speak to thee in silence.
...

Eros II

Items in a box  to be carried around.













 I love that idea

You give me reason to live, you give me reason to live...

Eros

Notwendigkeit

Somehow

exigency

  or urgency is essential

Novelty and Art I

Have you ever noticed somebody leaving his own tutorial at academy in absolute disgust and anger - and I'm talking of a tutor really bold and powerfully eloquent, invested with humour, irony and sarcasm?! I did and it was a very disclosing moment, when his many powers failed him. Why, oh why did it happen?

We - a friend and me - had prepared a presentation about Rachel Whiteread, which prominently featured  her Closet 1988, on which Rachel Whiteread herself commented that it was the cast of the inner space of a closet she used to play in as a child, where she would play that she was entering the magical realm of Narnia. To produce this cast she had to demolish this very closet.

What ensued was not a discussion , as one might expect, on the work of art and its implications, something my friend and me were most eager to do and even travelled far - because of the sculptures entitled Plug I had made an outing to a morgue to get a photo of an autopsy table or we had imagined doing the whole presentation at a local morgue - but instead people started imagining procedures of how one may produce a cast of something without destroying the positive. And this was exactly the point the tutor left uttering that if we were interested in technics we should be studying at a technical college instead ;).

Me was also very annoyed at the people who had simply blown our presentation and I still was on the next day, when I met another tutor sitting in the cafeteria and desperately trying to make up a subject for next semester's seminar :). Thus drawing from the experiences of the day before and the fact that he was also a  publisher I suggested that he should propose a seminar about the technical aspects of making a book. And so he did. And never before have I witnessed any of his seminars so full, though of course - and I knew him for this aforehand :) - he never did an outing to a printing press or indeed any at all ;)!

To Be Or Not To Be

Today the sensual side of things is maybe not as much appreciated as the concept, the idea behind it. Yet I gravitate towards the sensation, the sensual side, eg the smell, the haptic, the touch, the actual and I am uttering this oddly in a virtual medium ;D. I do love to get my hands dirty.

 

C'est Belle -C'est Belge

"motherf***ing Disney endings...all the hard faces have come  with tears that are all from laughter"