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CONTAINERS AND THEIR CONTENTS
- space for cages, boxes, coffins and heads -
Head, M: I in tro duce my self...
Voice, M: I present a space! A space for action. The head! [The left arm raises and the left hand points at the head, while the right foot goes a step back].
Head, M: A cage...
Voice, M: The drawing is a landscape that springs from the head, from all the body. [ ... ] I’m being honest...
Head, M: A.G. was as well when he said: "I can’t do what I see".
Voice, M: Things have changed.
Head, M: Not enough so.
Voice, M: A.G. understood his male models, beyond portraits, rather like heads.
Head, M: Things have changed.
Voice, M: It’s been said once that A.G. painted the human being with the void that surrounds it.
Head, M: They forgot to mention the void that it is made of. [ ... ] Though it makes it more difficult, it’s also me who enables this volume to dwell in my space.
Voice, M: We must assimilate this certainty. [ ... ] Between breathings, a suspension emerges, a silence, for an instance we do not breathe, in this space of finite duration and infinite dimensions, we can become aware of our own limits.
Head, M: But, do you believe that the drawing is mute in itself?
The whore of our consciousness
(Diana María González y Maj Britt Jensen)
The one who says girls...
The series on wonder woman
My first move
OFFSIDE! - we have a swimming pool -
Jonathan Miralda vs Maj Britt Jensen
HISWOMAN
Jonathan Miralda y Maj Britt Jensen
FROM THE LEFT HAND TO THE RIGHT FOOT
(TRAVERSING THE NAVEL)
FROM THE LEFT HAND TO THE RIGHT FOOT
(TRAVERSING THE NAVEL) - sunset version
Nobody. Unclenching the fist.
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