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„It is an old man that could be a child that could be a woman. Inserting things into each other, pouring and removing and putting each other into things, mops and toys. Creating bubbles of meaningless worlds, these are very important.
It is a monkey that could be a dog that could be a snail. Directing the space, creating still lives, making sense of everything that still looks arbitrary, forcing meaning
into its order. It looks random, but that’s about it.
What I’m writing about is not what it is. It is close to what we think it is, it is not an art for the future nor a culture for now. It is five hundred quotes disguised in a few plastic bottles. It is not a geometric demonstration. It is not about Clément Layes, it is not a rock concert although that would be great.
It started in 2002 and it is not finished yet: it was initially a quartet, then a trio in 2004, then it turned into a duo, then it went back to being a trio in 2007, and now it’s a solo. We lost people along the way, it was too difficult, only I stayed, still trying. On average we lost less that one person a year, so I think I have at least one year to go, then I’ll see, maybe I’ll leave the things alone.
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