fallen from grace, risen from man

Fallen From Grace, Risen From Man – exhibition – Predrag Pajdic & Mathieu Miljavac
Featuring Sohrâb Chitan, Benjamin Gibert & Anthony Thévenoux
Opening on the 2nd of March 2013
Until the 23rd of March 2013
Wrong Weather Gallery, Porto, Portugal
with the live performance
The Myth Of Yearning Never Ends
by Predrag Pajdic with Anthony Thévenoux
and the original music score by Benjamin Gibert

Bring forward those who have fallen in despair. See the marks upon bodies that have crashed through the ceiling of dreams only to find themselves scarred upon the floor. Pull back the blanket of unreasonable deed and thought and shine a light into the cavernous darkness that exists. So often decisions are formed not from consequences but because of the attitude towards structure which is embodied in outcome. Such darkness and ruling haunts. But what if the reality of redemption cannot be understood and as such, belongs to a realm other than this? Perhaps there can be no questions and as such, no answers. States of being lie in the chasm, twisted, cut off and abandoned from their origin; as they scratch in the rubble and remnants of crystal layers they once inhabited, shards of divinity remain between shoulder blades, in muscle, tissue and vibration.

The fall from grace marks so indelibly, that it calls to question, who will provide passage to transcend the darkness? Could a judgement be made without any spotlight and is it necessary to experience the depths of living hell in order to appreciate its escape? Marked, scratched and darkened through fleshborne verdict, through satiation of desire and depravity unhinged, is it possible to raise and restore the divine within?

Every creature harbours the divine. Its blueprint exists within each cell and those among us who once shone so much more brightly than imaginations allow, should indeed be permitted to reclaim their space. The deeper the starless mass crowds within the heart, the brighter the release of wings above visions when salvation is effected. Once in a dream, where wings were being stitched into the flesh of a fallen angel, there, reclamation of soul’s song announced its arrival and from shame was born beauty.

The Myth Of Yearning Never Ends – performance- Predrag Pajdic with Anthony Thévenoux
and the original music score by Benjamin Gibert

Once in a dream, it happened that the steam from breath made wet the skin of another and the gravity of permanence struck so deep into the heart of the fallen that hope forgot to register. The tears of each tiny sorrow had left a pool upon the floor and beside that crystal decay, was spied wings and in their singular detachment, bare breasted and weighted, the crushing force of love, like the aftermath of a king tide, remained. Strange song vibrated as culmination of energies met and with one hand upon the floor and another reaching upwards, the darkest of transgressions lay open; gaping wound, infected with emptiness.

Once in a dream, where wings were being stitched into the flesh of a fallen angel…

Images: © Predrag Pajdic, 2013
You can also watch a preview VIDEO HERE

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pick up sticks by jessica tremp

Images: © Jessica Tremp, courtesy of the artist.

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how shall I say so

How shall I say so
long when neither of us
is to leave: is to leave to

vanish from a place
completely or to set
with the sun, rise with

some moon, some phase
you find yourself in?
To find yourself, oh

to find something
an object of the other,
a side so slippery

an other, not an object
all together: all together
how shall I say so?

Where ever are you,
or I, neither of us is
completely setting with

rising to find a self all
together; this is
to leave, is to vanish?

Let not Reason
not Emotion
find us, find us slippery—

let Nothing find us
there waiting on the step
of itself weeping abstractedly—

no object in the world
there is no object in the world
all together leaving no object.

Let not Clarity
not Darkness
but allow us there both

Text: How Shall I Say So by P. K. Harmon ©. Courtesy of the poet.
Images: © Emiliano Lazzarotto, 2013. The  model is wearing a sweatshirt by TPN. Courtesy of the artist.

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jean-bastien lagrange interview

He’s a big fish in one of the biggest ponds of style, art and taste in the world and he’s been one of Paris’ best-kept secrets, until now of course! How Jean-Bastien Lagrange has remained quite so under the radar is a mystery in this age of media exposure but on interviewing this talented interior designer, one gets the impression that his days of discreet story creation are about to leak out and his name ready to be on the lips of all those who know. However, Jean Bastien is not just an interior designer, but he is also a photographer and owner of two, very aristocratic goldfish.

JB, as his friends know him, holds a winning card and it looks nothing like anything else you have seen before. He has an intuitive understanding of how to do two things. Firstly to hear what a client desires and secondly to be able to intelligently combine different styles resulting in a place of beauty which is much more than just putting together a jumble of shapes and colours. Perhaps it’s his photographer’s eye, which brings a different edge to his work because each space he designs tells a story. Perhaps it’s because he himself has an interesting background that brought him to this place after all, he began as a lawyer working both in France and Vietnam.

TH: Your move from lawyer to interior designer – why?

JB: I am a creative person and I felt exceptionally frustrated being in a job that is intellectually interesting and challenging but ultimately not very artistic. I was already a photographer and had spent time in theatre and had a really strong feeling that my place was not in the law sector. So I decided to switch to what I considered more being ‘my way’.

TP: How long were you in Vietnam and how much of that part of Asia influences your work?

JB: I was in Vietnam in 2001 and 2002 and then travelled around south-east Asia. Although I returned to France, I did manage to spend at least one month each year there, mostly India, Tibet, and Nepal. I am really sensitive to colours, lights, materials, and architecture. Asia contains something very delicate and refined. There is an understanding for details that certainly still influence my work.

It is difficult to say how much influence, because it is very subtle. I notice and then assimilate them which results in small touches of colours, forms and materials, which appear in my work creating a very specific atmosphere.

TP: Your work isn’t Asian though, there seems to be a good mix of line and colour.

JB: I definitely draw inspiration from the Classical for the nobility of materials, colours, and a taste for ornament as well as with the Modern for the purity of lines. What specific space layout brings in terms of reflection both physical and internal. Contemporary Art also offers new proposals brought in term of aesthetic treatment, reflections on given questions. All of these things figure highly in how I interpret the space and produce a design to fit and suit.

TP: What about the muse?

JB: I ‘m inspired by Christian Liaigre, Idia Madhavi, Mies Van der Rohe and modernist architects. Of course, I’m also influenced by contemporary artists but it’s more detailed than that. I can be watching a movie and the tiniest detail will catch my attention and suddenly develop into something else which fits a project or idea.

TP: I’ve seen you dress and even then, you embody ‘story’. The clothes you wear, carry a purpose to them, often unusually so. Is this intentional or instinctive and do you think it is a reflection of you in your work?

JB: I dress in a clearly instinctive manner. I enjoy inventing new outfits, but everything is very spontaneous. Also as a photographer, having acted, my previous professional life as a lawyer, and my ability to travel from one world to another nourishes all parts of my life, from my clothes to my work. Of course – there is always a sense of one’s personal history, which comes to play as well.

Combining different styles is not just putting things together. Actually it is more finding out what in ancient and classical style can be translated into or exist beside modern/contemporary and then emphasise this part. It’s not about being eclectic. It is a subtle dose between the different styles, which blend and complement. I like diverting things, objects, clothes even furniture from their original purpose. This diversion is for me very contemporary and brings a modern fresh sense to each project.

TP: Where can someone find examples of your work as photographer and interior designer?

JB: Perhaps the best start is to visit my websites for interiors and photography.

TP: Do you have any pet hates or things that annoy you?

JB: Fake, I don’t like thing which are fake. I feel offended by things that try to pretend to be something, things that carry a sense of pretentiousness. I don’t like low quality items. Simplicity is quality but that which is fake, is a lie. I also feel really uncomfortable in places with bad lighting. Ineffective lighting can create a depressing atmosphere and there’s just no need for it now. Softer lights from varying sources can lift you so much. When I think about it, it’s ultimately about harmony, a sense of refinement in materials, the culture of where I am, the light, everything needs to works together.

TP: You’ve done hotel interior design in the past – how do you think your style transposes for small apartments?

JB: I worked with an agency, which specialised in hotel interior design. But actually, I am more into apartment design – after all it’s very common in big cities like Paris. I like to organise small spaces because I have to be clever and use all intuition and skills available.

TP: What is your greatest achievement to date?

JB: Changing career and not being too afraid to do it. It was difficult to abandon the security a legal career holds. But the change was also about an internal and personal change. That was necessary in order to change my working environment and life choices.

TP: What is your greatest fear?

JB: I fear running out of inspiration. I hope I don’t lose my originality but I work hard on replenishing my inspiration. Each life experience furnishes me with more. Each experience travelling, taking note of even the smallest detail of costumes in a museum or something in films I might be watching. All of these details inevitably influence and become part of the environments I ultimately create. I have to be out in the world to get my inspiration. May it never end.

Clearly it’s not a matter of thinking out of the box for JB. For him, he stepped out of and left behind the walls of the box a long time ago and now, he exists in the realm of the fantasy of the moment and how deftly he can create a space both classical and contemporary which suits the client, the moment, the desire for both beauty and functionality. He might call himself a ‘colour psychomaniac’, but there’s so much more to this unusual man. Even a short conversation might bring up a sense of the philosophical, a search for the exotic and truth within a sense of mortality and all the queries that brings to each of us. He is one of a kind, independent, with deep respect for his family, his friends, his environment and life, and until now, has been in the shadows, discreetly successful. A talented mind, with a keen eye and within it all, a sense of genuine humility that takes nothing away from his obvious abilities. Oh, and those aristocratic goldfish? Named from the Alps, where his family originate and perhaps a nod to the genteel and classical taste that runs deep in his veins, Charles-Felix, and Victor-Amédée.

Text: © JL Nash, 2013
Images: © Jean-Bastien Lagrange, 2013. Courtesy of the designer.

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air drive by renaud marion

Images: © Renaud Marion

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grant me permission

At first
There was a clock
And a match meant for
Fireworks
But your sparklers didn’t light
The waves drowned
Visible thoughts
Somewhere
Couldn’t have been more than 5 miles
A boat’s light reflected in the lagoon
I’d swim today
With the same sense
Not knowing
What
Lies
Beneath
To get to you
Through the cool silken
Strokes
Until
Buoyant with an idea
You grant permission
For me to board
Several days happen
Before language
Had conjunctions
Before retrospect
Booked white spaces
Several days happen
I pick up a hat I see
I speak of you
Your needs
My sense of being
Earnest
Never seeing the cities
Beneath my belly
Never reading the news
As it flags past my toes

Mermaids can’t live
In the past

Images: © Cecilia Paredes
Text: © JL Nash, 2013

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ana mendieta – she got love

Ana Mendieta. She Got Love, is a large-scale European retrospective devoted to the Cuban-born American artist Ana Mendieta (1948–1985). The exhibition will open on January 30 in the evocative spaces of the Manica Lunga. The project, curated by Beatrice Merz and Olga Gambari, aims to retrace the artist as a pioneer of performance, video, body art, photography, land art, and sculpture in the twentieth century. One of Mendieta’s unique contributions is a synthesis of these forms into a fresh, visual language which has influenced a generation of younger artists. In more than one hundred of Mendieta’s works produced between 1972 and 1985, the exhibition presents her extremely personal vocabulary that combines the visionary and material, magical and poetic, and political and progressive. Mendieta’s identity as a female informed her work as an artist, beginning with her childhood cultural roots in Cuba to her development as an iconic female artist in the United States. She addressed issues such as individual existence, life and death, violence, love, sex, re-birth, and exile in a coherent manner that is transcendent towards the universal and spiritual. Often inserting her body in nature, Mendieta worked in different environments from Cuba to the United States to Italy, investigating both personal and collective origins. A recurrent distinctive sign in all her works is a typical feminine silhouette or “siluetta,” an essential self-portrait created from earth, mud, feathers, flowers, leaves, ash, gunpowder, branches, shells, grass, ice, rock, wax, moss, sand, blood, water, and fire. These hybrid forms of performance, site-specific sculpture, and documentation express her desire to reunite with an eternal and universal cosmic energy where the human, the natural, and the divine component coexist.

Each of her performances are presented as a profound and enveloping environment described through video, sketches, photographs, and notes, providing both mental and physical access to the original location of the work. The exhibition’s title, She Got Love, is derived from one of Mendieta’s film works in which the artist scrawls the words in blood red across a white door. It is among the many films in the artist’s oeuvre, a selection of which will be highlighted in the exhibition.

The exhaustive catalogue, published by Skira in conjunction with the retrospective at Castello di Rivoli, includes texts by the curators, a bio-bibliographical section, and a wide selection of images, a number which have not been previously reproduced.

The exhibition corresponds with the occasion of the world premiere of Itali-ana, Mendieta in Rome, a documentary on Mendieta’s artistic development during her years in residence at the American Academy in Rome, Italy. The film is produced by Corazon Pictures and directed by Raquel Cecilia Mendieta. This documentary film will be screened throughout the exhibition.

Information: Ana Mendieta. She Got Love, 30 January – 5 May 2013, Castello di Rivoli Museum of Contemporary Art, Piazza Mafalda di Savoia, 10098 Rivoli (Turin), Italy

Image: Ana Mendieta, “Silueta de Cohetes,” 1976. Lifetime color photo, 20.3 x 25.4 cm. Fondazione per l’Arte Moderna e Contemporanea CRT on loan at Castello di Rivoli and GAM.

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after heavy foot miles

To have come a thousand miles
a simple figure
here at the turning over
of the thousandth mile
on a road whose body’s
curves are nightly
known to me that
to dream is to drive
and how aster a purple
strong purple in
amongst the fine golden-
rod, so complementary
it’s no surprise what
I’ve created there.

To say each mile with
this exactitude. Tell
me exactly, not some
dream merely a dream
as you might want and
do, as was done
when you, a specific you
perhaps, painted a woman
so and near the ocean
so I’ve just been
to and ticked off
a mile at the foamy
edge a rocky edge
and am back.
Pierced truly the
place and lived
there awhile and
will return.
I let those natural
items be a telling—
avoid what your
calculated singing
does to horizon
and horizon line—

the mosquito dips its
long proboscis
into the dream forming.
A place covered

and uncovered by the swelling
water, cat tails probing
the air antennae misspelling
all which is far away
and I’ve distanced myself.
I dipped my body in
the cold cold salty and
now dip into

the cold and flooding
point that is all its
points. The touch-
me-not blooms that leap
from the climbing
and clever reach of
their body. So orange
the bloom so small
and mostly still.
The formality and construction
of love, I love
you anyway. All the cloud
covering that means
anything to me. Leaves
turned inside out
and two miles more.
Nearly driving into
gold feathers yet alive,
home as a sweet
coming. To have come.

***

Text: After Heavy Foot Miles by P. K. Harmon ©. Courtesy of Mr Harmon
Image: © Andrew Brodhead. Courtesy of the artist.

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street

It’s easy to forget and to not see
The sadness the stories the beauty and the parts
Of all your dreams that slipped away
Somewhere on the way to work
It’s easy to see and not know
The answers that lurk like treasures
Tempting discovery
Not joking – I’m calling you to account
For your abilities – and yes i dare
Did you think I wouldn’t? -
After all, you have paid me
So many times over. Thanks

If you’ve forgotten how
Use your phone. point and click.
Then don’t look at the results for a month
In a quiet moment
Surprise yourself at the moments
And you’ll see, I promise, you’ll see.
I’m wondering now in these words
Will yours be the narrative that wins
Or might some other tale of hard pavements
High heels and mystery overtake
The schedule,
And would that be such a bad thing?

Images: © Tom Ryaboi, courtesy of the artist.
Text: © JL Nash, 2013

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tom ryaboi: rooftopping

“For me, photography will always be closely tied to travelling. I like to travel, see the world, where I hope to learn something, grow, and maybe leave something behind. Naturally, somewhere along the line, I wanted to capture some of these moments. The camera allowed me to capture beautiful places, interesting people, and sometimes even myself. Over time, taking pictures has become closely associated to that blissful place in my mind reserved for travelling. So now, when I’m not travelling, the camera has become my tool for escape, to places Ive been, and places I want to go. hopefully I take some of you with me… where should we go next?” [Tom Ryaboi]

Images: © Tom Ryaboi, courtesy of the artist.

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