A self-portrait in which I try to define the Duty of the art-piece, the duty of
the artist and the duty of art.
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I like stuff.
Objects are for me what paint is for a painter, a particular Thing is my
instrument.
Basically, all is made out of shapes and RGB, yet one cannot deny their muses.
I tried to make a visual explanation, a landscape of me and the things I use & need to make a photograph.
These 3 landscapes are a composition of the 'structure', the logics, the
measurements of a creation (shapes and colors), some magical elements: the 'stuff' which obsessively speaks and me.
The altar for the coconut which inspires me, the meat & bones stuffed within us, the obscene brutality of salmon toned toilet-paper,
the institutional meaning of coffee, the Shell which symbolizes all
overwhelming elegance of nature, the essential potato, the immortal boys in the magazines, the paper and the tape -the cut&paste -, the Big Ethnical spoon, the exotic banana & needless to say the neon-colored flute.
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