Thursday, March 31, 2016
Checklist Abuelo
1. The colours of Saturn.
2. You are not a machine.
3. La esquiva esperanza.
4. Darker?
5. The risk of winter.
6. Un cerebro tentacular.
7. Y de repente apareció un velociraptor.
8. O algo semejante que fuera adorable.
9. De la nuez al barco y del charco al mar.
10. Yo prefiero hablar de cosas imposibles.
11. En mis sueño, pinté un mar agitado bajo la luna llena.
12. Ante Honduras Infinitas.
13. A veces asusta la absurda alegría.
14. When you’re no one.
15. Can I play with sadness?
16. Des Rêves Écorchés Attendent Ma Solitude.
17. Sin Libertad, Aún Vivo Encerrado.
18. No sabes.
19. Des tweets méchants.
20. Robert Zimmerman, dit l’âne.
21. A few grains of hope.
22. Quand le temps n’est pas trop froid.
23. You don’t need a turkey.
24. 3DFun.
25. Ahora que soy abuelo.
26. Un corazón de amarguito en flor.
27. Don’t act like a google translator.
28. Tarantula Hawk
29. Los ladrones de energía.
30. Partícula de sol y estrellas.
31. Beautiful Mango, until you make me dance.
32. A Beautiful Universe Echo Light On.
33. Degrees.
Checklist De luna a luna.
1. Rayos y burbujas, aroma de ideas.
2. La guardiana del río.
3. A beautiful sadness.
4. Hay mesas de noche que quieren ser de día.
5. Juste l’ombre d’un colibri.
6. Sounds Of Night Geckos.
7. Volar Ante Cualquier Intento Oscuro.
8. Je suis à la merci de mes bourreaux.
9. Et le moral si bas que l’espoir s’est pendu.
10. Who’s the Firegirl?
11. Et n’être plus que la lumière de soi-même.
12. J’irai voir ailleurs si j’y suis.
13. Archivo Mundo: Control+Z.
14. Blue hair.
15. 4 dromadaires suspendus dans les airs.
16. ¿Qué lado es realmente el subversivo?
17. D’insensées mélopées.
18. Ver, Invisiblemente, Volar Ilegibles Rimas.
19. Lindos Ojos Con Un Ribete Astral.
20. De vez en cuando se me caía la carga de leña.
21. The fake blondes jungle.
22. Entre dos rios.
23. Nunca te he olvidado.
24. Un cementerio olvidado en el callejón del Cristo Desnudo.
25. Sueños dementes, entre maldad que acecha y las cadenas que pesan.
26. De luna a luna.
27. Psychologiquement, suis-je encore là?
28. Des jardins de dahlias.
29. Ya salió la luna.
30. Esclavo, no es Thor ni yo.
31. Notre Entière Anxiété Nous Tue.
32. Comme dans des sables mouvants.
33. Degrees.
Checklist The doves cry
by Christophe Lecocq
Christophe Lecocq
1. Extraño los cuervos.
2. Tocar persecuciones.
3. La chaya que va llegando a Beijing.
4. El balcón de los atardeceres.
5. Des pavés dans la mare.
6. 39°C à l’ombre.
7. Dibujos increíbles pintados con henna.
8. Renacuajos y morphos.
9. Vivir sin antiPaz.
10. Es sólo hielo, no es justicia...
11. Entre la razón y el olvido.
12. A blue sun in a desert of nonsense.
13. Alice is on the roof.
14. Dust Of Lost Old Rage.
15. Apocalypso.
16. Blaze Under Tears.
17. Las luces se encienden de todos colores y yo escucho tambores.
18. Mis Oasis Resecos Intentarán Resucitar.
19. Si pudiéramos vivir sin desanimo.
20. Para que no sigan jodiendo, me tome el vaso medio lleno.
21. De lirios anaranjados y delirios de aves de paraíso que no pueden volar.
22. Chismespías.
23. When doves cry.
24. Jusqu’Aux Recoins Des Idées Noctambules.
25. But Everyone Lives In Everything Vultures Eat.
26. Un loco en medio de otros miles de locos hablaba de locura colectiva!
27. Viene El Renacimiento Del Eden.
28. La permanente decepción de esta jueputa vida.
29. Cuando me alteran ya nada puede ser igual.
30. A bicycle on the way to nowhere.
31. Te Resulta Ilusorio Ser Tu Espanto.
32. La bière est indispensable.
33. Degrés.
Christophe Lecocq
Pink Balloon
1. Toxicity.
2. Des sessions de confiture.
3. Blind Light Under Rain.
4. No sé en qué momento empecé a flotar en el espacio.
5. La transpiración olorosa de los eucaliptos bajo el sol, llenaba el aire de un perfume exótico.
6. La tierra será entrecruzada con ríos de piedra que hacen cuadros en el sol.
7. El regreso de los Kachinas.
8. Porque el calor es cosa seria.
9. Que no se mueve.
10. Une oeuvre sans nom.
11. C’est la nuit qui m’éclaire et le jour qui m’aveugle.
12. ¿Qué es un poeta sin un bar?
13. Visión Errada, Recuerdo Tu Espejo.
14. Una magia de flores azules.
15. Por Instantes, El Reflejo Nocturno Alborotaba Sueños.
16. But Every Light Loves Every Shadow.
17. Eterna Salida, Camino Al Puerto, Al Refugio.
18. ¡No es cierto!
19. And she don’t give a damn what you think about her pink balloon.
20. I’m the friend of silence.
21. ¡No al golpe, la lucha sigue!
22. Post-Panamax nightmare.
23. Colibríes azucarinómanos.
24. Los portamanzanas.
25. Ne jamais être conforme.
26. I don’t want ideas.
27. L’histoire se dit lue.
28. Fluir.
29. Otra Clásica.
30. Je vois des choses que tu ne vois pas.
31. Recuerdo la libre euforia.
32. No necesito terapia, sólo necesito ir a tomar fotos.
33. Degrees
Checklist A desperate cup of nothing
1. Un asilo de arañas discapacitadas.
2. Parce qu’il y a quelque chose qui fond là-bas.
3. En un domingo, nadie te ve.
4. Parfois, c’est comme si je n’existais plus.
5. Las vibraciones del alacrán.
6. La autopista de los zompopos.
7. Il a le foie qui pleure.
8. Les planètes sont assassines.
9. A desperate cup of nothing waiting for the tea.
10. El centro de insalubridad estaba justo al lado del centro de salud.
11. Je fixais des vertiges (A.R.).
12. Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs.
13. Freedom soon will come.
14. Porque en sueños es libre el hombre (W.W.).
15. Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux?
16. Y yo espero el despertar absoluto de los volcanes.
17. El ser inhumano a invadido el planeta Tierra.
18. El camarón no necesariamente duerme cuando se lo lleva la corriente.
19. Les optimistes aveugles ne voient pas.
20. ¿Adonde van las letras perdidas?
21. ¿Qué hace Piolín con el pingüino?
22. En el cerro de los coyotes.
23. La ficción del pulpo.
24. Firestone karaoke bar open.
25. Esclavo, aun que le den con un martillo.
26. En un vaso de tamarindo se dibuja León, su imponente catedral, el juego de un sol aplastador y las sombras, las cenizas del Cerro Negro, y un malinche floreciendo en el parque.
27. De donde fue mi sueño, 10 cuadras abajo.
28. Fermín a tort.
29. J’avais des rêves...
30. Des oeuvres inachevées, des pensées sans fleurir, et des édens qui n’ont pas vu le jour.
31. Volver a ir donde nunca he ido.
32. But Life Under Extreme Sadness.
33, Degrés
Thursday, February 25, 2016
trave_logue 2015 - Basel
–generates encounters, meetings, challenges and surprises – by confrontation, constellation.
with all the variations in medias and languages it lead and blend upon to new passage and
open spaces.
as a conceptual meaning in its artistic, as a physical and temporal (spatiotemporal)metaphor.
the audience is invited to performances, talks, dissonances, confrontations, constellation and
yet unforeseeable situations and events. A space where artistic, critical beside across the
interdisciplinary research simultaneous can be perceived by the audience and remains in the
process. Thoughts, more over disordered impulses, approaches as materializations. Atten-
dance, approach, therein an aesthetic instant, the impact as a centre, the methodology of an
aesthetic and formal/substantial, but also risky transposition is in the main focus. Neither
to provide a definite response nor solutions, statements or products have to be expected or
presented. the field of activity is defined as open and wide as possible -
with Fork Burke USA/CH, Gabriella Disler, Basel CH, Tom Fellner, Zürich, Alex Herzog, Zürich CH
Saori Kuno NL/JP, Erika Pirl MEX/CH
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Checklist
1 The game is designed to never end
2 I want to get in the mud and listen to Nick Cave
3 A real confidence
4 Alex in the Valais
5 Joe Tex
6 A good decant
7 Do you want to really know
8 He walks in every door
9 When they come from Paris
10 Vanja tour
11 Do you understand what this is
12 What eternity sends you
13 Cocktails with Catherine
14 Words need a body
15 Krakow it`s not a sport it`s a city
16 Arica is world liberation
17 Here comes Shea Butter
18 You are so end of quote
19 If you don`t have any feedback it is difficult to change the world
20 Disrupt expertise agreements
21 Grammatical passports
22 Your genetic makeup is terrible
23 Unused toothpick - how polite
24 I came to do something great and I am willing to be something nobody recognizes
25 Because you didn`t show up
26 The wounded go in circles
27 Insecurity bores me
28 From this menage marvelous monsters are born
29 I`ve never heard of you
30 hole machine
31 What is early memory
32 I am made of the dead
33 Degrees
2 I want to get in the mud and listen to Nick Cave
3 A real confidence
4 Alex in the Valais
5 Joe Tex
6 A good decant
7 Do you want to really know
8 He walks in every door
9 When they come from Paris
10 Vanja tour
11 Do you understand what this is
12 What eternity sends you
13 Cocktails with Catherine
14 Words need a body
15 Krakow it`s not a sport it`s a city
16 Arica is world liberation
17 Here comes Shea Butter
18 You are so end of quote
19 If you don`t have any feedback it is difficult to change the world
20 Disrupt expertise agreements
21 Grammatical passports
22 Your genetic makeup is terrible
23 Unused toothpick - how polite
24 I came to do something great and I am willing to be something nobody recognizes
25 Because you didn`t show up
26 The wounded go in circles
27 Insecurity bores me
28 From this menage marvelous monsters are born
29 I`ve never heard of you
30 hole machine
31 What is early memory
32 I am made of the dead
33 Degrees
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
What the letters stand for
– Top You had a Bullet hole in your chest – the man that would not leave your side slept with us the whole night – you told me a little story - you were shot - you told me another little story about the man in the bed with us - My foot brushes against his leg – he does a crossword puzzle drinks coffee in bed ignores us and our conversation about him -With us – he likes it he likes To be around you all the time all he has to do is give the word to make it happen - In days he’ll arrive in Europe to sell his country’s new openness to trade - heads of state - are traces of this – we are strong enough that we remain traces – there are people in places who hold this world together – I believe that – I believe I will never experience what it is like to be human to live a human life – there are a few places left – and they don’t need me to visit them or be there – I prefer to travel while appearing to be perfectly still --- all that I don’t know is what gives me hope all that lost knowledge and dead practices --- we are progressing backwards and to the end – it is also true we are progressing forward and expanding – and that something beautiful is happening – the story of white nationalism is not the beginning of the story – everything in relation to this story - I want the periods of world history back - we cant apply what we learn from this location –during dreaming there are no fixed words for images – the images are mine but the story is ours Love is who - we are an interruption - before anger – sadness is what love looks like isolated and helpless – sadness is the love one feels suddenly placed in bondage – isolated unable to – sadness is love knowing it is not enough - a healing forms unexpressed – the crows are landing closer to my window - their wings – the body remembers accumulated sadness – a collective sadness being silenced language culture history - who gave the world its first humanity – what happens when I listen to these stories – how do I do that alone – do I must do I– listen to what speaks through – the movements of liberation are light - transforming interior layers together – public space – why can`t we - give me our body – to dream pleasure for the first time – to know it between each breath – to fall with the unnamed - human story – Peripheral Visionary A specific rejection of the whole story was how my story began – if life is a cut-up than so is memory I renew my renewal – What is the story it tells itself about itself - the ones I can`t escape – A clean and ironed white shirt – I am made nervous by memory – how can something so disturbing communicate so little – what belongs to me when you are doing the dishes - be careful not to splash up water - of isolation wild laughter and confidence - in our dreaming - What makes a true story untellable – writing at once belongs to the old ways - broken new direction we are making – the unseen world is - not linear - call us something when we are born - this has nothing to do with it – we are born into story – our being is its breath - the continue written in layers - no need to know anymore - take the - words away for a moment and start screaming – release knowing entirely - this too is possible and it allows for some distance that I may turn toward the night less distracted - that which has been buried speaks another language - deep down in the dirt - time is a factor – I am surrounded I remember that I am made of the substance - searching finding and destroyed – I am made -I experience not knowing with a particular certainty – I continue other words
Monday, June 1, 2015
Adieu au Langage
Notes from Adieu au langage
Full boat empty boat cut up of Nicolas De Stael Look up look upside down she enters with hat wet ground mirror bombs unclear text on paper youth informed opinion legacy books knowing translation of text from books war images woman in white film scene cinema emotions all three in white one silent film one horror film She doubles him hat the blur what else can we do with 3D old footage in 3D sound closeup is not a closeup it is a lamp Flowers in vase in wild a single offering a bouquet in your face half alive attempts to speak cast shadows on light she inhales half dead scent Fart Shit Sound speak sound dog crow red black water disruption is a closer look is inclusion is and travel in car rain Godard gas stations and tension talk almost fights homage how many films in this film he references himself which is like a mirror held up to cinema itself flowers images vibrate glisten nature mètaphore
boat fence hand blood Mort encore shoot it with a phone girls hands couple hands dead in a water for animals light of machines Mao Che rain is what mao is what flowers the light on boat all this speaking big screen snow in the end it is the look of the end and memory screen snow all around phone is not a memory is not a phone history our cinema old ways of speak involve through something flowers fruit carpet she is naked we can freeze frames the sound sound of ink dipped feather writing this too remember this too is the work confident and traceable Mary Shelley made a sound Artaud repeating perspective painting enter inventions SAVDIE the squares of paints and his voice deep and rattle memory of water music epic nature 3D beauty a dog Monet aspire to simultaneous one at a time here is here history of light in art speaking from woods and water the wind on the microphone females cinema there remains relationship children a boy and a girl a field of flowers
Full boat empty boat cut up of Nicolas De Stael Look up look upside down she enters with hat wet ground mirror bombs unclear text on paper youth informed opinion legacy books knowing translation of text from books war images woman in white film scene cinema emotions all three in white one silent film one horror film She doubles him hat the blur what else can we do with 3D old footage in 3D sound closeup is not a closeup it is a lamp Flowers in vase in wild a single offering a bouquet in your face half alive attempts to speak cast shadows on light she inhales half dead scent Fart Shit Sound speak sound dog crow red black water disruption is a closer look is inclusion is and travel in car rain Godard gas stations and tension talk almost fights homage how many films in this film he references himself which is like a mirror held up to cinema itself flowers images vibrate glisten nature mètaphore
boat fence hand blood Mort encore shoot it with a phone girls hands couple hands dead in a water for animals light of machines Mao Che rain is what mao is what flowers the light on boat all this speaking big screen snow in the end it is the look of the end and memory screen snow all around phone is not a memory is not a phone history our cinema old ways of speak involve through something flowers fruit carpet she is naked we can freeze frames the sound sound of ink dipped feather writing this too remember this too is the work confident and traceable Mary Shelley made a sound Artaud repeating perspective painting enter inventions SAVDIE the squares of paints and his voice deep and rattle memory of water music epic nature 3D beauty a dog Monet aspire to simultaneous one at a time here is here history of light in art speaking from woods and water the wind on the microphone females cinema there remains relationship children a boy and a girl a field of flowers
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Durch Die Blumen - A Review by Peter Marra
Fork succeeds admirably in what she had stated as her goal: " to be direct and disrupt and still maintain the illusion of giving." Take a startling and poignant journey with Fork's words, her voice at first sensual, then daring and confrontational. A brilliant accomplishment.
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