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Henry Darger
Ahhh I finally decided to share my biggest inspiration of this past year with ya'll XD
I discovered the world of Darger in early spring. It highly influenced my own creation to this day.
My final art project for school this year was clearly displaying this new influence.
Darger's work gave me new creative perspectives and an unprecedented freedom in my practice.
I hope to be able to use these changes and turn them into a new form of art that would be closer to who I really am, more spontaneous, strange but cute, disturbing and unrestrained.
These are 2 samples of my recent artwork influenced by Darger. View my slideshow for bigger images.
You really need to read a little about this man and his amazing story.
His life was miserable, he was a lonely, misunderstood outsider whose abundant and secret works were discovered and recognized long after his death.
Here is the wiki page about
A few links with more images and info :
i love colors :] (nokiddin)
Documenta XII - KasselLast week we (30 classmates, 6 teachers & I) went to see the 12th Documenta in Kassel, and to Münster for the Skulptur Projekte 07.
For those who don't know about the Documenta, here is how wikipedia defines it:
And this is a quick definition of the Skulptur Projekte from the website www.gi-tage.de :
We rode on a big tour bus, for a 12hrs trip. We spent each day visiting the exhibitions from 9am to 10pm. The weather was so cold and shitty the whole time, it was just crazy. In Münster we rented bikes to tour the city, and do a little "sculpture hunt". I'm so glad we still managed to have so much fun. .^____^. I just wish the whole group had been there. 17 students couldn't make it. But well, all in all, it was like a big family, and it felt like we were kids again on one of those good ol'field trips. [=
Here are a few pics I took over there.
For bigger versions and details on the image (title, artist, location)
please go to my slideshow
A few contemporary artists...Here are a few contemporary artists that -in my opinion-
deserve much more recognition than what they have today.
© Scott Seidman
Doc HammerDoc Hammer is a deviantart fellow.
His portraits are simply amazing.
He captures the soul his sitters with the utmost delicacy.
I am in awe...
While I'm here, I'd also like to share this beautiful song with you.
For some mysterious reason, evey single time I hear it, I start crying like a baby...
Weird huh.
Loretta LuxLoretta Lux is a german photographer.
I totally love her work.
I find it very inspiring.
© Loretta Lux, VG Bild-Kunst, Bonn
Cindy WrightFriday night 00.05amI miss my Sweetie like hell.
My God it hurts so bad !
I keep having those bad dreams.
When I wake up, all I have
is that big & soft bunny
that she sent me in a box
cuz teddy wasn't enough.
I hold it tight, squeeze it hard
but it won't ever tell me
that it's alright, it's alright
It's just a dream, dry your tears
I'm right here and I won't leave...
Just that damn old stuffed bunny
That keeps staring right through me
Oh my Lover, yes I know,
you need me to be so stong
positive and patient too
But tonight I feel so blue.
There's not a thing I can do
after we hang up the phone
to fill or ignore the void
that this silence leaves in me.
Images only remain
of few truly happy times.
And I pray every day
That soon we won't have to part
and can forget all about
absence, distance and longing.
Pop ArtWhy not go back to some great pop art figures ?
Roy Lichtenstein
Andy Warhol
Mel Ramos
Hmmmyummm dooonuts
Sally Mann
St Louis' SufferingYes, we have been suffering.
It all started wednesday, july 19th around 7pm.
I was sitting in the front room, making a puzzle when suddenly it got so dark outside, that I couldn't see much around me anymore. As I got up to turn the light on, I noticed that really strange, dull and yellow light outside.
I went to the door, opened it, and that's when chills went down my spine.
The wind was blowing extremely violently, the air was hazy and grey, full of dust particles and debris, making it really hard to breathe and keep my eyes open. Leaves, trash and tree limbs were flying everywhere.
Something major was about to hit us, i could sense it.
I rushed back inside and woke my girlfriend up.
She came outside as well to witness the chaos. We tried to save and hide anything that the winds could blow away, and took the flag down.
The wind gusts were so powerful,I almost lost my balance a couple of times. We even had to go get our sunglasses, because of all the dust blinding us.
The temperatures rapidly dropped from 100F (37C) to 66F (18C), and the tornadic winds were howling incredibly loud in the distance all around us. It was really creepy and exciting.
A few minutes later, we heard the sirens go off on the other side of the river (illinois) warning everybody about tornado sightings, urging the population to seek cover immediately.
When we went back inside the house, the power was off.
We had no clue that this power outage was about to last over a week, leaving half a million people helpless all over St Louis, trying to survive a terrible heat wave, without air conditioning, fans and food.
The severe storms that repeatedly hit us last week were the worst in Missouri's recent history.
Not only did it leave 500'000 people without power, it also flooded the streets, damaged houses, destroyed some buildings, ripped roofs off, broke hundreds of trees, hitting cars, houses, power lines and blocking the highways, tipping tracter trailer trucks over to their side, making the roads a dangerous mess.
No need to say that surviving heat indexes of 113F (45C) with no way to cool off was a draining experience.
I was unable to get any sleep for 3 nights, felt very dizzy and weak, had nothing to eat since all our food in the fridge got ruined, and the supposedly cold tap water was actually warm.
I spent hours laying in the bathtub full of remotely cold water, trying to get some relief.
The stores and food places were all out of power around us, making it really hard to find food.
The rare gas stations and fast foods that still had power were so crowded that it took us 30 minutes to be served at a McDonald's drive-thru.
We spent days trying to buy bags of ice in order to save a few cold groceries, but every single place was out of ice. To top it off, we were broke, and couldn't buy any food until the following friday. Needless to say, I lost quite some weight.
Since we couldn't watch tv, we had no idea that the situation was this bad all over St Louis, neither did we hear about evacuations, cooling centers or the Red Cross and Salvation Army giving away free hot meals and cold water.
It's only after days of darkness and extreme heat, when the power finally came back, that we found out on the news how serious the damages were in Missouri.
Some people are still without power right now as I am writing this.
I never knew how frantically happy I could be just to look at the alarm clock again, open the fridge, turn the light on in the bathroom, or make a hot tea. Not to mention watch tv, listen to the radio and turn the computer on.
It's crazy how we depend on electricity for almost everything.
The good part in all this, is that people got together, helped each other, sat out and even slept on their front porches at night, talked and shared human warmth and stories, things that they were too busy to do any other time.
I had heard before that the Worst can bring out the Best in people.
But now I can say that I actually experienced the unity of an entire community's common suffering.
It certainly brings a lot of hope to those who seemed to think that nowadays, people don't know how to share and care about each other anymore.
It's reassuring to see that a spark of empathy remains in each one of us whenever times get really tough.
BalanceSometimes you feel like there is something you need to say, but you can't really put your finger on it.
You don't exactly know what it is, so you can't figure out how to express it.
It's more like an unclear feeling, a growl or rumble in your stomach, rather than a precise thought or idea.
Maybe it is simply the urge to create, or the fear of silence and emptiness.
Maybe you've been holding grudges that you want to get rid of, or maybe you just want to draw the attention to yourself.
Maybe you're lacking self-confidence, and need to be reassured through people's opinions.
Maybe you're feeling lonely again, and need someone to really talk to.
Maybe it is all of the above, but you don't even know it.
Maybe if you could just scream until your voice breaks away, the rumble would eventually stop, and silence would soothe you, at last.
But what if you were never lonely enough to find peace, yet never surrounded enough to truly feel alive ?
It's like you are constantly running away from what you were, never quite catching up with who you want to be.
This motion in your life is only superficial.
Isn't it scary how time keeps flying while deep inside, a part of you is staying still ?
Balance is what you need.
Balance is what you've always sought.
Balance has been nowhere to be found.
Dammit.
All Because She CaredDuring the dull winter days of 2002, as I was relentlessly striving to find out who I was, caught in the very midst of an inner identity turmoil, on the verge of a breakdown due to my constant struggling for life, love, happiness and freedom; Someone offered me her hand, with all the simplicity, empathy and spontaneous kindness that she's naturally made of.
Beyond the fact that she's been a worldwide celebrity and movie star, a stunningly talented actress as well as a mesmerizing and gorgeous beauty queen; the actual beauty resides in her great humanity and ability to sensitively care for people, helping out any way she can with a rare and pure sense of generosity.
À Toi, mon autre Mère.Je ne trouve pas les mots.
Je ne sais comment exprimer cet amour que je te porte.
L'être extraordinaire que tu as été.
Ta force, ta sagesse, ton courage, ta bonté...
Tu étais là dès mes premiers jours.
Tu m'as donné tout ton amour.
Tu as guidé mes pas.
Tu m'as appris la vie.
Tu m'as fait vivre des moments de joies infinies.
L'insouciance.
L'innocence.
Mon enfance, avec toi.
Ta maison, comme la mienne.
Ta générosité pure et spontanée.
La ferveur de ta foi.
Ces histoires que tu me lisais encore et encore.
Ces tartes aux fruits faites ensemble, les longs après-midi d'été.
Et l'hiver, ces chocolats chauds d'une saveur incomparable.
Tes friandises si précieuses.
Les nuits dans ton lit avec mon petit frère.
Le soir, blottis contre toi après la prière.
La sécurité de tes bras.
Ton amour si grand qu'il inondait mon coeur.
Ton sourire plein de tendresse.
La chaleur de tes yeux.
Ooooh j'ai si mal de te voir partir.
Je meurs de savoir où tu vas.
Je ne peux pas croire que tu te sois juste éteinte
Aussi simplement que tu étais venue.
Toi qui croyais au ciel
Je prie que tu ne sois pas déçue.
Je prie que tu puisses me voir te pleurer.
Que tu saches combien tu me manques.
Que tu devines mes regrets et entendes mes pardons.
Toi dont le sang coule dans mes veines.
Toi sans qui je n'existerais pas.
Toi qui éclairais ma vie.
Les rideaux sont tirés.
Ton crucifix est sur le meuble avec les photos, en face du lit.
Mon coeur bat si fort et je tremble.
Pourquoi es-tu si blanche?
Pourquoi es-tu si froide?
Pourquoi est-tu si terriblement immobile?
Pourquoi as-tu l'air si rigide sous ces couvertures?
Pourquoi ces fleurs croisées entre tes doigts de cire?
Pourquoi ton visage bandé te ressemble-t-il si peu?
Pourquoi ton odeur flotte-t-elle encore si doucement autour de toi?
Pourquoi as-tu l'air si irréelle et effrayante?
Où est allée cette âme si belle qui t'animait?
Où est partie la vie qui était en toi?
Etait-ce vraiment un sourire sur tes lèvres blanches?
Est-on venu te cueillir dans la douceur d'un songe?
Savais-tu en te couchant que jamais plus tu ne te réveillerais?
Nous as-tu vu pleurer à ton chevet?
Nous entendais-tu encore te parler?
Il a suffi d'un souffle.
Tu as pris ton envol.
Le vent du temps est venu éteindre ta bougie.
Je comprends si peu les raisons de la vie.
J'ai si mal de ne pas savoir où tu es.
J'ai si peur de ne savoir si je te reverrai jamais.
Le vide que tu laisses.
Cette page qui se tourne.
J'ai tant de fois redouté cet instant.
La vie sans toi, ça n'existerait pas.
Et aujourd'hui tu me manques comme jamais.
Aujourd'hui je comprends dans ma chair
Que tout est éphémère.
Je suis perdue, mais je veux rester forte pour toi.
Tu l'as été avant moi, et tu aurais voulu que je le sois.
Je veux être digne de ce que tu m'as appris.
Je veux honorer ton courage.
Tu aimais me voir sourire.
Je ne peux pas te retenir avec mes larmes.
Tu mérites la paix.
Enfin.
Pars, toi que j'aime.
Rejoins ceux qui te manquaient, parmi l'éternité.
Etends tes ailes et vole, libre.
Tu laisses derrière toi un sillon d'amour.
Tu as rempli nos vies de ta chaleur.
Sois tranquille.
Repose-toi dans la paix.
Nous ne t'oublierons jamais.
Je te garde dans mon coeur,
Si vivante,
Artisane de mon bonheur.
Ta confiance était immense,
Ta patience sans limites.
J'en remplis mon âme.
Je me baigne dedans.
Tu resteras la Vie, bien longtemps après moi.
Merci, simplement, d'avoir été là.
Avec tout mon amour,
Ta petite fille
 Once againI'm not getting any of it.
I guess I don't care.
All I want to do is sleep. Eternal SpringThere is a garden.
Your heart. Your garden.
Fertile and pure.
Plant a seed. The seed of love.
Smile.
It needs light.
The light of your smile. Every day.
Smile for love.
Don't be afraid to also cry. A seed needs water.
Your tears.
Tears heal. Tears soothe. Water.
Teardrops will help love grow.
Be patient. Love takes time.
Smile. Smile. Smile.
Cry a little.
Wait.
And keep smiling.
Here it comes.
So frail. So tiny. So precious.
Hope.
Hope is its sap.
More smiles.
More tears.
Time.
Hope is thickening.
Love keeps growing.
Smile.
Yesterday a sprout.
Smile.
Now a bud.
Cry.
Smile.
Tomorrow...
Wait.
Finally. It is ready.
Strong stem. Proud corolla. Confident stature.
Its petals are golden red. Its stem is filled up with hope.
So alive.
Love in full bloom.
A scent of eternity.
A miracle.
Keep it alive.
Treasure it.
It's your accomplishment.
Your most precious discovery.
Your garden.
Your sanctuary.
Seasons will change.
Winds will blow and cry loud from the north.
Storms will rise and clouds will gather.
There will be moans, groans and dreadful cries.
Hail, rain, lightnings, even snow.
There will also be some deep frozen silences.
But your flower will keep growing stronger.
It might shiver. It might shake. Even bend.
But it won't wither or break.
Its roots are tangling deep into your heart.
Love is that way.
No other seed you plant, could grow eternally.
Love is that simple and that magic.
If you work at it with your entire being, it will rise and spread, taller than you, taller than trees, higher than the clouds, reaching straight up into the sky, until its sweet corolla blends with the sun and its golden petals scatter through the stars.
Our seed has grown, my Love.
Our flower is blooming.
My tears, your smiles.
My smiles, your tears.
Our time.
May spring remain forever in the garden of our heart.
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