“Looking from outside into an open window one never sees as much as when one looks through a closed window.” […] “Perhaps you will say: “Are you sure that your
[Fragment, n. : 1. Piece of a thing that’s been broken, shattered. 2. Part of a work whose essence has been lost or has not been composed. Part extracted from
The first time I moved to Berlin, I went directly to the Pergamon Museum. I had dreams in my head. Dreams about the Ishtar Gate and the Mshatta Hall. The first
Si la peinture d’Enzo Certa était une musique, elle serait un mélange des plus pointu combinant opéra italien classique et rythme endiablé de la Compagnie créole. Elle s’écouterait alors très
Around the old tempel People dance everyday, they sing, they celebrate joyfully. Little fires are lightened to keep the giant warm. And he opens secretly his doors, which are not
« Quand l’artiste pense l’exposition comme un médium et prend en compte la salle, l’invitation, le titre, le temps, tous ces éléments, il est peut-être plus curatorial que quand il s’inscrit
On the back The clouds The stars The biggest. The farest. On the belly The smallest. Insects grass And drewdrops To lay in the grass means to perceive elements of
4 p.m. in Berlin. It is the end of October and the winter is coming already: the sun is almost setting. I meet the twilight also behind the door I
A long, narrow corridor opens before my eyes. Scattered sounds emerge: singing, talking? Nothing recognizable so far. My eyes are attracted by a screen with lips jumping out of it.
