STORIES, ANECDOTES philosophical
Humanity suffers from autism. Blessed are the men who do not deny.
Incipit. I have a dream: to become anything or become anything, but I am neither nothing nor everything. I am this point in the earth made flesh. Sarajevo, autumn 2010. The mountain is a no man's land wild junglesque. A forbidden land. A red sash and yellow ringed vanities redundant tag every step. Sometimes flowering undergrowth, a sheet of fly agaric makes us doubt the real: the death of irony into abyss by itself. The threat of mines is around mid-killer, random, irregular and unpredictable. The men dumped their urges all devastating in a corner of their defeat for a century after them still die of their negative, irrational, infertile idea of war. The sun and deploy all its rays, myriads of pink sunsets, I suddenly became indecent. And the landscape here is in its flanks by an unprecedented upsurge Rousseau memory nature of a dismemberment of a lively opening that will heal, he will think. Without a word, I feel what I perceived to discover "InfraVoice," a work presented at the Hospital La Grave in Toulouse last summer, where sensors are hidden in a garden where the soil and retransmits vibration that it records: "As long as fear does not consume me the soul, I will pitch my voice in the garden Atsunobu Kohira. I yell down, lie down on the floor and feel my whole body the votes cast by the earth underground. Facing the moon, the metaphysical flesh feels furious "mastication of the dead." It now imagine writing Kessman Patrick whispered through the mouths of invisible plague yesterday. What else? The voice that shook together maybe one day all the voices fell expiring as they breathe. The man is the witness of chronic implosions which fails to perceive the echo, the consequence of the earthquake. "We only have that voice, that body which it is impossible to outline a sort of anti-matter that we tend toward the outside, yet possible, perhaps hope and art, this vibration into infinite abyss. Dilo with us this afternoon then turned back on the fronts, Pierre Courtin, Claude Leveque and me, serious, sorry, helpless.
Song I. Consciousness gives the unconscious a spatiotemporal framework material and organized to express themselves completely. In 1955, the director of direct cinema and French ethnologist Jean Rouch films the annual ceremony of worship Hauka all gathered in Accra, Ghana's capital. The Masters has a crazy special ritual: the ritual of possession. The men in turn are prey to fits of shaking, they drool and mark heavy breathing. These signs, so the arrival of the "spirits of power" that depict the sake of accurate personification of colonial history. They exude and domination suffered by letting himself be possessed by the governor, the corporal of the guard, the doctor, the captain's wife, General, the locomotive driver ... until the sacrifice of a dog they eventually ingest. The next day, insiders cover their daily lives.
Man, what
The man, who - silence - one language
suspended metamorphosis the heart of his flesh in a theater mortuary instinctively. Man
mutant monster, the man we are.
Chant II. Acts of resistance remain to renew, invent. Interview with Baptist Debombourg about TCS, September 2010, Gallery Interface, in Dijon.
"I was Amilly Loiret in residence with other artists, the mayor wanted us to do revive the downtown of the village. Visiting the scene, one day, I see a piece of car parked in front of a wall. There was just the front seats for drivers, and small wheels. By contacting the owner of the house, he explains that they are to have several such vehicles, they have even formed an association and organized races with half cars. I discover an underground world of practitioners who collect cars that users can turn them into cutting. I was surprised by this radicalism. I found interesting the idea of amputating the car, the economic symbol par excellence of our company since its industry concerns at once the oil market, design and all the equipment ... I quickly devised a project event with the followers of this discipline. And when I suggested to the mayor, it does absolutely not expected. In fact we touched the image of the entire automobile, four wheels and did not like. They were told they could not establish a federation linked to the car since they had only two wheels. I was always amazed to encounter a censorship, political pressure, just because I touched the heart that sacrosanct symbol. I started some research and I realized that not only were other association in France but there was even a Coupe de France. And, originally, this is an invention and the cinematic universe. Remember the gag Louis de Funès Bourvil or with the DS which bisects the R11 driven by Remy Julienne in James Bond, Kill, and the first appearance in a film by Gerard Oury, I think it is ... Its inventor Germain Tison, a film technician, master of stunts and cutting power to the car to install the cameras was that with a piece of car wheels of forklift the rear, it could make a more compact vehicle suitable for flying. By removing the rear, the steering was simplified, thus gaining weight and therefore cornering speed. He then created a car so fun, game, driving at a lower cost. I quickly perceived this activity as a readymade suitable living by people who make something human, positive, actively involved in weaving the social bond, mutual assistance in a form of entertainment. It is at the heart of this activity away from the worship of the "good" car. What they propose it entirely into question the existing social system. Germain Tison by filing its patents had to struggle not to let it be bought by large multinational companies who saw the promise of a new sport ... Former racer in motorsport and rally, it was the concept of economic self-what he was coined to his heart. It is clear that the activity brings together people, becomes a festive event where anyone with a permit is in the ability to practice. Each built his car, helped by the association, went on developed land when a race is held. All generations meet there. And if necessary, they receive financial support from neighborhood bakeries.
What does TCS?
"Trolling Ass Surprise", and as it is a designation subject to polemics, the activity is called by the initials. You play elsewhere in the documentary film that asks more question of the existence of the activity and then a more global perspective questions our society, how the elements govern one another in sport automobile as in everyday life ... We want to spread it as a first step in Sarajevo in the presence of Germain Tison who will share his story, this concept, our meeting. We would also propose a race where we would build cars locally. The context of Bosnia and Herzegovina appears to be one half of the country is emblematic. A half car for half of the country. And above all there is to show how recycling items can have fun and share it without the slightest negative thing! And we will present it in England, the United States ... wherever we can. It is a mode of operation that can challenge other fans ... "
Anais Delmas
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