has been for sale for some time, as you have seen. The maintenance and ongoing development to keep our non-profit and idealistic platform for contemporary art running and safe from hackers etc. costs money that is no longer there. Because of small investments that are necessary now and the running costs, we will have to shut down with a heavy heart at the beginning of summer on June 21.
My first attempt at a performance piece. That was about two months ago and I was about 15 pounds heavier.I put honey, mixed with white flour on my face, as well as gold glitter,and charcoal arount my eyes, to look like a round face raccoon! Beuys' piece was created the year I was born and it is still timeless! My 'explanation of an image to a stuffed hare' is few repeated broken sentences, incoherent perhaps to most, but not to my Hare!...
The voyage
They left Africa on Christmas Eve seeking a better life in Europe. Instead, the immigrants' rusty boat drifted and carried them to their deaths as it crossed the Atlantic Ocean and wound up near the Caribbean islands of Barbados.
By the time a fisherman found the boat on April 30, the bodies of 11 young men were virtually mummified by the sun and salt spray. One had written a farewell note to his family in Senegal before dying.
"I would like to send ... a sum of money. Please excuse me and good-bye" said the note, tucked between bodies.
The Voyage, VIII; By Charles Baudelaire
Translation by Eli Siegel
O Death, old captain, it is time! Let us lift anchor.
This land tires us, O Death. Let us be under way!
If the sky and the sea are black as ink,
Our hearts, those you know, have rays of light!
Pour us your poison so that it comfort us!
We wish, this fire burns our brain, so much,
To plunge to the bottom of the gulf, Hell or Heaven,
what does it matter?-
To the bottom of the Unknown, to find Something New!
A body of work that started by taking some of Duchamp's readymades, that exist as a precisely definable body of work and mutated them into a new status.
