desire is the only enegy
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What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?


TH I am still working in Aubervilliers, where my studio is located. Paris is not Paris without its suburbs. Aubervilliers is a part of Paris. What I need, as an artist, is to live in a space of truth, and this space of truth exists in Paris. As in almost every large city, the space of truth is its suburbs, their so-called banlieues. In Aubervilliers, as in other Parisian suburbs, one can touch the truth and be in contact with it. It’s in the suburbs that there is vitality, deception, depression, energy, utopia, autonomy, craziness, creativity, destruction, ideas, young people, hope, fights to be fought, audaciousness, disagreements, problems, and dreams. It’s in the suburbs that today’s big issues are written on the building facades. It’s in the suburbs that today’s reality can be grasped, and it’s in the suburbs that the pulse of vitality hurts. It’s in the suburbs that there is necessity and urgency. It’s the suburbs that will save the city center from a most certain death! This incredible energy has to be directed somewhere and be fruitful somehow, find a destiny and a response. This is the problem of “small” Paris. The “small” Paris turns its back to all this energy coming from the suburbs. That’s why I am for “Le Grand Paris.”
“Anybody can do as I do — work just as slowly as I, and better. All you have to do is rid yourself of certain tastes, and sacrifice a few pleasures.
I am not at all virtuous, but I am consistent.
And though I have great needs (which I never mention), I would rather be a wretched monitor in a school than write four lines for money.
I could have been rich; I said fuck all that, and I continue to live like a Bedouin, in my desert and my pride.
Shit, shit, shit: Such is my motto.
And I embrace you tenderly.”
just makes me move….. whipping the spine reflects the soul
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