A collection of art works, images, videos, sounds, texts.. that could be helpful as inspiration or reference in the construction of my next project called "the charger of love".
More information coming soon.
Who knows when love begins?
Who knows what makes it start?
One day it’s simply there,
Alive inside in your heart.
It slips into your thoughts,
It infiltrates your soul,
It takes you by surprise,
Then seizes full control.
Try to deny it,
And try to protest,
But love won’t let you go,
Once you’ve been possessed.
Love never dies.
Love never falters.
Once it has spoken,
Love is yours.
Love never fades.
Love never alters.
Hearts may get broken,
Love endures…
Hearts may get broken,
Love endures.
And soon as you submit,
Surrender flesh and bone,
That love takes on a life much bigger than your own.
It uses you at whim and drives you to despair.
And forces you to feel more joy than you can bear.
Love gives you pleasure,
And love brings you pain!
And yet, when both are gone,
Love will still remain.
Once it has spoken,
Love is yours.
Love never dies,
Love never alters,
Hearts may get broken,
Love endures…
Hearts may get broken.
Love never dies!
Love will continue!
Love keeps on beating when you’re gone!
Love never dies once it is in you!
Life may be fleeting,
Love lives on…
Life may be fleeting,
Love lives on.
My first ever ‘Nestoon’ back at the end of 2010 at the Old Vic tunnels. Such an amazing space to work in. Takes me back to a freezing few December days in a dark dark tunnel with a torch strapped to my head, a thermos flask filled with hot elderflower to thaw me from the inside out and a soundtrack of echoing rattling train tracks as Waterloo station life permeated from above! Note to self get back down to those magical tunnels!
(via workman)
— Jeanette Winterson (via prima-volta)
(via workman)
Improv Everywhere- Say Something Nice- NY
(via miss-mary-quite-contrary)
Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light. “From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”
Mona Hatoum - Suspended, 2011.
“On entering the ground floor gallery, visitors were confronted with Suspended, a room densely packed with red and black wooden swings, appearing like a floating archipelago of islands chained to the ceiling. On closer inspection, each of these 35 swings has the street map of a capital city carved into its seat, randomly chosen from six of the seven continents of the world. Each swing is hung at an oblique angle to its neighbour, creating a sense of geographical dislocation rather than connection, alluding perhaps to the constant flux of migrant communities across the world that shape the contemporary urban experience. The swings are constantly in motion as visitors circulate in and around the space and continue gently rocking even after they have left, lending the work an eerie and distinct sense of unease. Source.”
(Source: synthdactyl, via vectorequilibrium)
Ernesto Neto (b. 1964), Léviathan Thot, Installation in the Panthéon, Paris, France, 2006
“Léviathan Thot, installation monumentale conçue par l’artiste brésilien Ernesto Neto pour le Panthéon, est une œuvre anthropomorphique. Du Léviathan, monstre du livre de Job auquel elle emprunte son nom, elle a les improbables yeux, le cerveau, la bouche, le cœur et les membres ; une créature de tulle contrebalancée par des masses de polystyrène, accrochée sous la coupole d’un des monuments les plus chargés d’histoire de la République.”
Hylozoic soil is an interactive geotextile mesh that senses human occupants and responds with air movement produced by peristaltic waves of motion within distributed fields of lightweight pores.
(via purestform)
