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Vanishing Point, September 2009, Toulouse / / Florine Leoni, Eva Nielsen

THE LABYRINTH PLAN

"Life will end,

Life remains.

Also plays the child

Among too dreams. *

History of Nearly anything I

the "jug lying on the pavement sound *, a cat catches my attention. In my laziness, I find myself to follow.

eyes And try to remember to write the perfume of the absurd ...

History II

nothing

What an original and unpredictable. I approach. Near the bell of the words seem to mean: "Building Permit". The door is ajar. I enter.

Here something seems to have exploded. Only remain large sharp rays whose behavior under the law of gravity would smile Einstein. Is that inside the sun helped by the autumn light and the hand of cerebral earth would have exploded by now merge primitive architecture and architecture invented?

I lean the fold and take a walk contorted. The observation time stretches as the deployment of space. I project myself into the distance. I'll soon reach me? Unconsciously, I am accustomed to a new breath, slow and new, denser at the bottom. In situ I read a thought comes up: "the purpose of art is not triggering a momentary adrenaline secretion but construction on the length of life, a state of wonder and serenity . "(Glenn Gould)

Zoom . I understand that nothing is really levitating. Cleats provide anchor points for boards elusive. And a fulcrum in the vanishing point I integrate the logic of the structure that keeps his heart in an outsider.

There , body thought " where I am "exists. There body was able to see, find and receive information around. He was able to take possession of space for reflection. The chaos has finally nothing scary. Still need to know how to relax the inner self to learn to move on its own man.

time becomes an empty desert illegally doubling the spatial organization of a real parallel. At long, the petals up a rectangular partition whose every note neumatic silently focusing on itself would try to fight against an invisible magnetic.

disorder sown by the installation refers to the ways he is happy to build for themselves, using heterogeneous elements, and perhaps he also likes to fan the fire of some urgency to live. Now I ask you: happiness is not it close to the absurd?

Florine Leoni is a crazy architecture that does not suffice to show what she paints but would make it touch. It is everyone's drawing boards plans its own progress. And one thing is for sure, "we will never rest: this is perpetual (Georges Braque). So hope that the paintings of Eva Nielsen will affect us as landmarks, an oasis in wait a few thirsty ...

This event is a point not to be missed flight, a dream that starts at 1 Rue Paneboeuf until October 22!

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* Y. Bonnefoy, Les Planches curves